Okay, so I'm thirty...still new to me, but its been a month already. Today is August 1st, so I am starting (again) an 8-day juice fast. Hopefully I'll make it past day two this time. Last time I tried this I got so emotional that I was on the verge of tears by 1:30pm on day two, but I had other shit going on at the same time, so understandable. I weigh 173 today. My goal by the end of the month is to weigh 165. Attainable for sure....will it suck? Oh, for sure. However, I'm sick of being a cow, so this will have to work. 165 is my pre-pregnancy weight, and after I attain it, we'll go from there. Ideally I will get down to 140 again someday. If the 600 lb. virgin can do it, so can I! EXTREME!!!!!
My daughter is asleep still. She is so precious. Me and her have had some good times the last few days. I went to her end-of-summer-adventure program on Thursday. She was a lion-tamer. After her act, she stepped forward, put her little arm up and waved (so gracefully) and said loudly and clearly (but very elegantly), "I love you mommy and daddy!". Moments like that are perfect.
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