My dad lent me his digital scale. I used it. I am almost 10 lbs heavier than I thought. I want to die.
The fact that I ate some garbage at my parent's Superbowl party isn't doing much to comfort me, either. I keep blaming my weakness, even though I really didn't eat much. 99% of what I ate was low carb. I did eat a few Triscuits and 2 Lil' Smokies wrapped in biscuits. But I blame moments like these for my ultimate failure.
Oh well, back on the hobby horse.
Here I go, don't I look like I am having FUN???
The fact that I ate some garbage at my parent's Superbowl party isn't doing much to comfort me, either. I keep blaming my weakness, even though I really didn't eat much. 99% of what I ate was low carb. I did eat a few Triscuits and 2 Lil' Smokies wrapped in biscuits. But I blame moments like these for my ultimate failure.
Oh well, back on the hobby horse.
Here I go, don't I look like I am having FUN???
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