To start, I’d like to say I was supposed to run last night, but some dramarama happened and naturally I used that as an excuse to let me get upset and drink copious amounts of beer. It would have been whiskey, but I had that deal with my boyfriend about not drinking hard liquor for a month. I had a little less than a slice of pizza to end last night.
So far I’ve eaten roughly 3 slices of Safeway pizza (the leftovers from last night). I’m sure I’ll be making something like mac and cheese with salsa. I’m definitely having some celery and peanut butter and an apple….
Is it obvious that I’m so tired that I don’t even care if I sound like a 10 year old writing her first blog?
More updates soon. At the end of two weeks I’ll have measurements and a photo comparison.