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fjOK, so I did my best and ate sensibly. No overstuffing. I did eat the nice gooey pie a lot, but not as much as I could have. We worked out on Friday, which means I missed Wednesday and Thursday, but Wednesday was low on food anyway: when we went out for food after the trip, I did not have a shake or desert at Applebee's.
So today at the gym I stepped on the scale to survey the results from the traditionally most indulgent days of the year:
I dropped a pound.
Fuck, I should have loaded up on that damn pie.
(Yes, this is a gloat-y entry. I get to do that.)
So today at the gym I stepped on the scale to survey the results from the traditionally most indulgent days of the year:
I dropped a pound.
Fuck, I should have loaded up on that damn pie.
(Yes, this is a gloat-y entry. I get to do that.)
