220 pounds
That means I lost .2 pounds.
.2 pounds.
(point) 2 fucking pounds.
J lost 2.8 pounds.
Do I need to say how angry I am?
I lived that fucking plan all week long. To the T... well, until Friday night, which is a mistake. But still. I lived the plan. I did everything. and I worked out. and I lost .2 pounds.
So note to self: don't eat at all (like nothing) and spend 2-3 hours at the gym doing hardcore cardio. Then you might loose 2 or 3 pounds. This is bullshit.
No I am not giving up. But I need to figure out a way to not obsess over everything and just eat healthy and get really good workouts in. Why does it feel so hard this time.
fml
blah.
If I don't lose 5 pounds by next Saturday's weigh-in I'm going to start puking after my meals and spending the night at the gym.
Joking.
But seriously, I must get my shit together asap. I refuse to be fat and 30.
xoxo,
