I've been eating and eating and eating. And then I've eaten some more. I literally got down to a nice weight and then I got stressed smoked a shiton of weed and ate for a week and a half. Baddddd piggy. Hello bulimia - how are you? Shit I forgot how much I love binging and starving myself. Awesome. Just. Awesome.
Anyway, so today I'm back on it. I've had my weed for the month and now back to being serious. I wander sometimes about the people that have read this blog for ages - I probably didn't need to tell you what I was doing, you probably know. Like when someone disappears off the bloggersphere for long enough, you just KNOW that they've failed. It does, admittedly, take a while to like.. Accept your failure. Yet. Again.
Anyway, so today I managed to not eat until dinner (only coffee... 150), a baby milkshake thing (70), a mango (200) and potato cakes (502). Yeah, so I can accept that for the day 872. For the first day anyway. Tomorrow, I'm going to aim for 700 cals.
I shan't weigh for a while still. I'm too afraid.
Peace & Love