This week, I finally turned that all around. And guess what. I'm kicking butt. It feels really good. I've turned down many offers for sweets and carbs this week. And I've gone from 265 on Monday to 257 this morning. Five days, eight pounds. That's really good. And I'm going to keep it going. How could I not with results like that?
By the time swimsuit season arrives in a few months, I'm going to look like a friggin' greek god! Or something like that anyway.