I'm going to try to avoid the predictable 'I'm so fat' monologue here. Because it's stupid and I have been saying that for weeks now, but I can't seem to control myself. I'm huge. Anyway, so I have 81 days to go and I have a brand new scale.
Last night I went out with some friends in Chelsea - what a pretentious awful place - the women are all stick insects with no souls and the men are all perfectly quaffed with Eaton accents. It's kinda funny, it's mostly annoying - particularly as how I showed up there with my purple hair, tattoos everywhere and huge fat stomach.
I weigh 72.6kg. I can't even believe it. But no more.
My first goal is to get to 69.0kg. I think I can do that in ten days. I'm going to get down to one meal per day - dinner. No more lunch, no more snacks. Just a low-cal dinner and aim for 600 cals a day. I taught myself to do it once, by god I can do it again.
Peace & Love