January 2012
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well I certainly fucked up. please don’t let this one transgression become a weeks worth.. I always do this to myself.
I hate the fact that no matter how much weight I lose, I’ll never fully be satisfied with my legs because the structure of them is just so ugly. My knees, in particular.
I’ve been at about 700-800 calories all week, and our scale’s been awol. My mother had it to weigh some luggage, and brought it back tonight… Guess I found out the truth in the morning. It’s not so much what weight I’m at, but how much I lost. I just can’t imagine after being so diligent, working out, restricting and all, to face the same number as a few weeks...
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Yesterday was the kind of day that gets me to keep going. I, amongst a large range of other people I’m sure, get out of their usual eating pattern when they have something they no they shouldn’t and have a hard time getting back into it. I had 720 calories yesterday, and went for a morning run today. Hopefully I can still end it on a good note, but I’m going to stay with a friend...
