I did awesome for about 3.5 days. Ate what I had planned. Counted every morsel. Even walked past...get this, are you ready....Fried Cheesecake. Are you fucking kidding me? The diet gods were having a ball with that one, I assure you. But I did well. I stood tall and strong. Eyes on the prize, J. Eyes on the prize.
Enter, Thursday. I'm ravenously hungry and not in a very good mood. I eat a late night sammie followed by 3/4 of a box of Devils Food Cookies.
Friday - I ditch the lean cuisine for Quiznos (and not a turkey on wheat hold the mayo kind of Quiznos). Then proceed to drink the remainder of my alloted calories.
I do not like this diet plan.
I do not like it, Sam I am.
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