Today's goals:
Only eat celery all day long.
Drag my flabby ass through some semblance of a workout.
My scale still fucking says 119... I need to change that... Last night is NOT the way to change that.
I feel like my stomach is shrinking back down to my pre-honeymoon size, but I'm still a fucking whale on the scale.
Tonight is Chevy's last night at work... Thank God.
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