Depression + Eating Food = Losing Diet Bet

I had recently signed up for diet bet(ter) and wagered money on my ability to lose weight. The stakes?

8lbs in 4wks

I have 12 days left and 8 pounds to go. I guess I should be thankful that I did not gain more weight. 12 days is not a lot of time, BUT I am hopeful. I am thinking most of my weight is either water or soda. Which should be reduced soon hopefully.

I am a bored and depressed eater. I use to run when I was depressed but to a shin splint I can't. I am looking forward to getting back into a gym (soonish) and using low impact machines. Maybe even buy better walking/running shoes.

I feel depressed about my eating habits, my life, my lack of direction, and at time (most of the times I get so overwhelmed  with the future and what to do.

One day at a time.

What's your number?

Hello,
   I feel as if people were ordered in society to wear their number (i.e. weight) in public; it would encourage weight change and healthy habits. Peer Pressure is a cruel and torturous mistress.

   I have often debated wearing a large number on my back of my weight, and rewriting it each time it goes down- but only when I am working out in public (i.e. walking).

    My number is 217. It fluctuates between 208-215 normally. How does one go between 7 pounds is a mystery to me. Some have suggested its stress, my lack of sleep, my inability to eat in small portion or my addictive habit with Diet Coke.

  I will probably have a post dedicated to DC here in a couple of weeks.

I believe I eat because I am depressed. I use to run when I was depressed, but now...(with a horrid shin splint and no medical since my mom died) I have been unable to run out my depression since November.

Running is like breathing to me (another post topic?) or jogging as quickly as I can. My shin splint was reinjured when I attempted jogging last Sunday. Stupid me.
  
Healthy support doesn't really exist. My fiancé is thinner than me by 60 pounds and doesn't gain weight at all. Or so it seems. My sister is strict in her healthy habits and looks great- but I can't...I feel I can't make such a drastic jump as her.

For example tonight I have to cook breakfast. HUGE breakfast for dinner. I tried to eat a bunch before dinner tonight in order to not be hungry for it. Sigh. But I just feel gross.

My Diet Coke cravings have also been getting the better of me. The itching sensation in my throat, the dry mouth, the little stomach ache that craves temporary relief. Hmm, soda is not good for anyone let alone an obese person or a Southern Californian native.

Well, tomorrow is another day. I am hopefully that it will be good for me.