I'm down to the last straw with only 4-5 weeks left until the pageant. I can honestly say I have not reached anywhere close to the goal I set for myself. I wouldn't say I'm going through a depression, but I can say that I'm giving up on food. I'm angry at food and all its goodness. It's time to make it my enemy and maybe, just maybe, I might see a drastic change in my weight. Oh yes, those months of PMS are my worst enemy and I feel like I gain about 5-10 LBS. Why can't a woman like me just be a winner all the time? Well, I'm going to pray and really push my limit hoping to come out of this storm like pure gold.
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