day 9 has a nice ring to it... one more salt water flush.... one more day of lemony assmouth.... one more night of the laxative tea (i will miss that, its quite good).... i can see my goal from here and it looks delicious. i'll be sippin' nice warm vegetable soup with brown rice friday afternoon and then saturday i think i'll be making a trip to the diner.
so its been a hectic morning at work, which is usually a bad thing. in my case it keeps me preoccupied. i feel very good, a little more tired than last week, but overall pretty strong. hard to believe i'm still ALIVE 9 days later, i dont think i'll ever comprehend this. weighed in at 200 lbs. and to be honest, now i'm a little upset and even confused. i would think after 9 days, i might lose a little more of my worthlessness, i mean, ive been surviving on about 400 calories a day for 9 days. but here's where the naysayers step in with their metabolism mumbo-jumbo... yeah, i understand how it works. but i didn't do this to solely lose weight so its not 10 days of torture for nothing. once i get those pretzels in me, ill prob feel like a million bucks and hopefully the new energy i have will last so i can start exercising more often, get some washboard abs and beat someone up at the beach. or i can just start wearing half the clothes in my closet again.
taking a trip to whole foods at lunch for some supplies. oranges for thursday and veggies for friday.
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