There's Some Fat Chick Living In My Mirror

I think when you do something on a daily basis, it becomes something that is just a habit, something you take for granted and don't even pay attention to anymore.  Everyday I look in the mirror as I am putting in my contacts, putting on my makeup, etc.  I even catch a glimpse as I'm getting in and out of the shower (YIKES!), but I still never really pay attention.  This is what I think I look like when I'm not paying attention:

Skinny Me from eons ago (pre four kids)

Then one day, it happened.  I went in the bathroom to get something and caught a glance in the mirror.  I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned to look again.  What in the world?  Some chick was there looking back at me.  Some chick I don't know.  Some fat chick.  Who in the world is that fat chick in my mirror?  The next few minutes looked a lot like the opening sequence of The Patty Duke Show.  I waved my hand and the fat chick waved back.  I covered my eyes and peeked through my fingers (hoping the fat chick would disappear) and she peeked through her fingers right back at me.  WHAT THE CRAP?!?  Where did this fat chick come from? 

I know what you're thinking.  This seems a little familiar, right?  I've talked about dieting and stuff before and I've even lost a few pounds, but I've never been this fat....EVER!  Okay, I was this fat twice before, but it was right after coming home from the hospital with a newborn in tow.  Never have I gotten this fat just all by myself.  GRACIOUS!  What usually happens is that I post about being a fatty and go on a diet and when I lose 5-6 pounds, I start doing posts about cinnamon rolls.  Well, not this time!

I'm trying something new.  I've been on a new plan for about two weeks.  My workout is still hard for me but I'm improving a little every day.  I haven't been cheating on my diet.  I'm sticking with it and even my Hubby is impressed.  No sneaking Kit-Kats for two weeks people and I don't even miss them. 

We have a beach trip planned for the end of July so I have to lose some of this fat by then.  Why?  Well, I haven't had a new swimsuit in several years and I need a new one.  I've been searching high and low for a cute swimsuit with an underwire because "the girls" aren't what they used to be, but that's an entirely different post.  If you search for underwire swimsuits, this is what you get:

Ummmm, no.  I refuse to wear a swimdress.

Hmmmm, not with my current figure.

So, I'm on a mission.  I ready to kick the fat chick out of my mirror.  Mama needs a new swimsuit.  I'll let ya know how it goes.