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navigation pounds lost: 6.8 contact Last 5 rings
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2004-07-19 - 10:58 a.m. Saturday’s scale shock treatment really helped Sunday be a pretty good day back on track. My knee is still vaguely hurting, but I got plenty of exercise in on Sunday anyway, and ate pretty well. I love my new scale. I had no idea the old one was such a piece of shit until I had to buy a new one. The best part is, I think it’s pretty much synched up with the WW scale, but we’ll see for sure tomorrow. I’m glad my temporary delusion is over, but it still sucks. I didn’t realize how milky white and disgusting my legs had gotten until I was shaving last night. Gross. My body is two-toned at this point. I guess that’s what I get for not wearing shorts for the last 4 years. I probably shouldn’t give a fuck what people think, and usually I don’t, but in this case I’d rather not go there. The good thing is I’m not naturally white, so I’ll probably be able to tan them up so they match the rest of my body when I’m on vacation. Hopefully. I was reflecting on this whole struggle last night, and I figured out that when I’m screwing up, it’s usually because one of the key elements to my losing weight is missing. Either I’m not journaling, not exercising, or not counting points perfectly. That sounds incredibly fucking easy, but getting all three mixing at once is hard. I usually end up slacking off on one of them, sometimes two. Yeah, not exactly going to come out looking like Jessica Alba with that kind of dedication. So now that I’ve like, identified the problem, I should be able to correct it. I’m going to Curves tonight. I feel like some kind of fugitive walking back in there. Like somehow everyone knows that I haven’t been there in 2 weeks because I’m a lazy fat bastard. I’m probably going to walk in there and some sirens will go off crowning me the member who pays the most but goes the least. Luckily I don’t talk to people when I go there, so hopefully no one will really notice. I really need to cut it out. My membership is up in October, and I’m fucking determined to get my money’s worth from here on out. Twice a week isn’t gonna cut it for the amount I’m robbed for monthly. |
