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I spent 130 dollars on food today. That makes me sound like a pig, but in a fit of self-motivation I emptied out my stuff from the fridge, threw it all away (did you know one of those quiches from Trader Joe's is 510 calories?? Fuck's sake), and went shopping. I bought vegetables I don't like, I bought soy stuff I've never tried, I bought liquid eggs and cottage cheese and V8 and whole grain bread and oat bran.
I don't want to keep looking like this all through my twenties, is my point. I look okay but I've gone through most of my life (since I was 13 or so) settling for the way I looked, convincing myself that it wasn't going to get better. Fuck that. I think I can lose forty pounds in six months. This is my official starting date.
This diet though, it doesn't allow for caffeine or alcohol. Shitcakes. That, my friend, is going to be the deal breaker.
I don't want to keep looking like this all through my twenties, is my point. I look okay but I've gone through most of my life (since I was 13 or so) settling for the way I looked, convincing myself that it wasn't going to get better. Fuck that. I think I can lose forty pounds in six months. This is my official starting date.
This diet though, it doesn't allow for caffeine or alcohol. Shitcakes. That, my friend, is going to be the deal breaker.