I don't how many of you that read this dribble have gone through what I'm currently and have been going through for the last six months, which is reaching the UGW and then piling the weight back on like a fat piggy trying to lose it again at every turn. But this is what has happened to me. Now I've had some minimal success, but nothing major - nothing close to getting back to where I was six months ago. Anyway, my point is that sometimes I find it hard to remember all the work and dedication that went into losing it in the first place. I mean - as far as I remember, I lost it reasonably quickly. Well... never quickly fucking enough - but faster than now - which has been a long and arduous process. Anyway, but it just seems like it's never going to happen. But I've still got my goal of those shorts before Leeds festival which is... Three months and a half months away. I know I can do it by then. Yesterday was good but not great. I did end up binging on fruits. So cals were probably quite high, but I stuck to the no carb/fats rule. Today has been better. I had a banana for breakfast, a tall skinny latte from starbucks. A salad for lunch, an orange and a soup for dinner. All in all today - even though that sounds like a shiton of food - it was only about 700 calories. Which is great. Yesterday when I weighed in I was at 55.3. I forgot to weigh this morning. I am hoping for 55 flat tomorrow. Which means - with some dedication - I can be 54 by Monday. Fuck yeah.
I still haven't found out Ginger's name yet. Although, he shaved off his beard and cut his hair. He doesn't look cute anymore. So I'm mostly not interested. Thanks for all the comments from you guys, especially the forever loyals, You know who you are and I love you forever.
Peace & Love