Ok, well, Fat Wednesday. Today I meet with D for the first time. I wanted to eat like a death row inmate at the last meal, and really, I kinda did...McDonald's sausage and egg muffin for breakfast, pizza rolls for lunch. Can't say I'm very satisfied, though, so that's good.
I'm both excited and dreading this start...I've had so many. I got all pissy earlier because I HAVE to go meet D at 6 and that's really just in the middle of the evening, and really, that's just going to jack up everything....and then I remembered that's the time I set up and I'm the one who initiated this...and I asked myself why I want to fail so badly. I didn't really get an answer, so I'm assuming I'm just looking for excuses.
So I'll be there at 6. To get weighed in. By a guy. Who is in great shape. What was I thinking again? Oh yeah....I don't wanna die.
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