121.4

Finally. An almost reasonable number. My next weigh in is tomorrow and I'm terrified that number will higher. I just want to be 120, because I know from there I can keep losing. I was so bad over the weekend, I didn't log anything since the boy was around and even though everything was stupid healthy, there was just too much of it. The .25 of an apple with some sultanas, walnuts, and cinnamon feels like a binge. I need to work so much harder today, but there's no studio space and my shoulder is fucked. I'd really like to be less for Friday, moreso than Sunday because I have a presentation in which I ought to be wearing very little on my flabby fat legs.

A progress pic is in here somewhere near the bottom. It's getting better, slowly. I'm so excited for the one-teens again. I want to feel that lightness that comes with the turning over of poundage. Just gotta drink more tea, eat less food.

I've gotten pretty good at hiding how little I'm eating around the boy. Not sure if this will work for you, but when we have anything with rice or noodles, I only get to have .5C of rice or one small chunk of noodles, but i can have as much spinach as I want. So it looks like I'm eating normally, but really I'm cutting my consumed calories in half every night, plus spinach burns more calories than it gives you.

Stay strong and think my skinnies. Sorry I haven't been about much. School is destroying me, body and soul. 2 minutes of plank, 100 jumping jacks for homework for my lovely readers. <3 to all 205 of you.