The original title for this entry was completely inappropriate. I changed it. You're welcome.
Day 2 on my weird and wonky diet, and I'm not loving it. If you have no clue what I'm talking about, see my previous entry "Reject Your Tummy to Dominate". I got up early, and did my cardio for 10 minutes, drank my damn water and ate an apple for breakfast. The good news was on the scale, though. 121.8 pounds! Woot! Lunch was my downfall, though. I was thinkin' Arby's. Next thing you know, there's a ham and swiss melt in my mouth, and I'm elbow deep in curly fries. "I'm thinkin' Arby's" translates to "I'm chewin' Arby's" with terrifying speed. Slip-ups are bound to happen, though, am I right? (Say yes) I mean, it's only day 2, but what am I? A monk? Self-deprivation is not how I roll. I've had not another drop of water, but this Sprite is tasty. And there may or may not be a little vodka in it.... Don't judge. It's been a very hard day. So, the moral of the story is today isn't over yet. I can squeeze in a little more cardio and some weights. Also, tomorrow is a new day and so on and so on. Keep rooting for me, readers!
XOXO and stuff!
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