Potatoes au revoir
As of midnight tonight, it is farewell pomme de terre. From this point forth, I will not have potatoes browned, mashed, baked, stuffed, julienned or fried. There will be no mash with my bangers, no tatties with my neeps, no hash browns with my grits (if I even ate grits).
For January, I gave up coffee. Tried to give it up. I drank four cups during the month, one of which was half-caff. I think chucking potatoes will be easier than quitting coffee.
Other progress so far...
Sodas: 0
Pounds lost: 7 and holding
Exercise: 62 minutes total (must improve)
Pints of ice cream: One, in celebration of Katya's award winning essay.
For January, I gave up coffee. Tried to give it up. I drank four cups during the month, one of which was half-caff. I think chucking potatoes will be easier than quitting coffee.
Other progress so far...
Sodas: 0
Pounds lost: 7 and holding
Exercise: 62 minutes total (must improve)
Pints of ice cream: One, in celebration of Katya's award winning essay.