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I'm happy to report that all is well in Wedding-town. Everything was thankfully worked out and we're right on the track with the wedding. Yay!

Big news this week? I'm slowly cutting out sweets from my day; instead of the sweets, I'm working on eating foods full of filling fiber. I found out cupcakes are the worst in terms of Weight Watcher points (they're at least 12-15 points a cupcake) so with that in mind, I've been splitting cupcakes in half to avoid paying the hefty fine -- stupid delicious morsels of chocolaty goodness... I found out this morning when plugging in what I ate for breakfast that the delicious multigrain bread I thought was 2 points a slice is really 4 points a slice. I had two slices this morning without realizing the price. Awesome.

So while wedding plans are going well, I feel as if the weight-loss plan has derailed from the track. I have had nightmares of the next weigh-in... no joke! I imagine myself stepping on to the scale and the numbers spiraling out of control, with the springs inside springing out with smoke everywhere. I was so psyched about this whole weight-loss thing in the beginning; losing 10 pounds in the first week was so motivating! Then I lost a couple more pounds the next week and it really hasn't been more than one pound a week since then. I don't know what I'm doing wrong... I have a measuring cup on my person every day, I have become a nutrition fact label fanatic, and I'm a regular at our local fruit and vegetable stand! I work out, too, so I don't know what the deal is.

While I was out running errands, my mom suggested that I run over to the mall and return the bathing suit she had bought. She encouraged me to just go ahead and get myself a new bathing suit. I don't know about you but just hearing the words 'bathing suit' makes my palms sweaty. I HATE, despise, detest going bathing suit shopping. Just the thought of seeing myself nearly naked in a full-length mirror terrifies me. And as if it wasn't bad enough, my stick thin sister tagged along to get a bikini. A bikini. I haven't worn a bikini since I was 5. I tried on a one-piece that was super cute but I'm not the biggest fan of one-pieces. My sister tried on the cutest aqua blue and white bikini and I cringed with envy. She ended up getting it, it looked fabulous, and I left empty handed. We ran over to another store and I found a cute orange tankini with ruffles. I just want to say how flippin' crazy-expensive bathing suits can be. $32 for bottoms and $33 for the top? Seriously? But I digress. It looked cute so I put it to the side. I looked over at the bikini I had also brought into the dressing room. I picked it up and said, "What the heck" and put it on. Well, the bottom and top fit perfectly. My stomach was flat, but there as plain as day were the most horrendous little fat knobs (as I refer to them) on the bottom of my rib cage; they kind of look like the liquid gel tabs you use for the dishwasher, except bigger. I have no idea if you know what I'm talking about but these two little knobs just ruined the look. I started to tear up and just threw off the bikini. I snatched up the tankini and went straight to the cash register, after putting on my regular clothes of course. I was so full of emotions: disappointment, sadness, disgust, and really hating on myself. The cashier, an older woman, picked up the swimsuit and said how cute it was. I said that I needed to get a new one and how I dread the whole swimsuit shopping experience. She immediately remarked on how cute and young I was and how I should have no problem finding a beautiful swimsuit to wear. She has to say that; it's her job. If this little episode doesn't get me motivated to lose weight, nothing will. I am determined to look good in a bikini by the end of this year. Once I reach this goal, I'll probably wear a bikini everywhere I go!

Have you ever had moments like these? How did you get through it?

I know it's almost the end of summer but here's a great link I found that I hope helps y'all out as you look for swimsuits :)

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