My thighs don't touch anymore! At all, not even if I squeeze my knees together. Which is kind of bittersweet, because I know I'm gonna sound crazy here, but thightouchingness made me want to lose weight in the first place, and I guess I'll miss it. Don't worry though, I've got tons and tons of fat. Not great. But true.
Still no scale, ah, please kill me now.
Today, I ran more than i've ever ran in my life, for ages and ages. So football today was a great, great work out. Also, walked around in the mall for three hours, not sitting down once, and I was walking pretty fast. Thank heavens the mall is so very very huge.
Now, I'm going to go to the gym, hopefully i'll do good today. Maybe they have a scale there?
I'm dying without a scale.
Good luck to all.
I'll write a list of what I ate when I get back, alright? No list because I'm a failure at life who had to eat 700 calories. seven hundred fucking calories.
Still no scale, ah, please kill me now.
Today, I ran more than i've ever ran in my life, for ages and ages. So football today was a great, great work out. Also, walked around in the mall for three hours, not sitting down once, and I was walking pretty fast. Thank heavens the mall is so very very huge.
Now, I'm going to go to the gym, hopefully i'll do good today. Maybe they have a scale there?
I'm dying without a scale.
Good luck to all.
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