Did I miss yesterday? I don't know. I'm Rhody-addled. Well, the weight is hanging in at a skosh over my LIW. Ok. Wish it was hanging in at 2#- my LIW, but let's not split hairs. I'll get there, right? Whilst I generally flee from cameras like they were dementors or black riders, I've been subjected to viewing a couple of recent snaps of me. I must say, I'm quite pleased to see that I do look smaller. My ass has reduced in mass quite a bit. :)
End of this week I can try carb. Doc doesn't want me to go all out, as it is a short time between HCG rounds. I see the logic. But I also see visions of pizza dancing in my head. On Friday, I shall try it. I'm not going to go buck wild, though. I have it planned out carefully. Light breakfast, light dinner, no pop, no dessert. And probably two pieces and end it. And we see what my body does.
Film at 11.
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