I'm sliding off of the wagon. I haven't done anything truly sinful yet, but it hangs over me like a shroud. Right now, here in the dark, I just want to quit: to cry and cry and eat a gallon of pasta. I can't guarantee that I won't, someday soon. But today, for just one more day, I stayed the course. 'Cause I've gotta.
Breakfast - coffee
Snack - 2 oz. cheese
Lunch - beef fajitas no beans/rice/tortillas
Dinner - egg salad
Exercise - 17 minutes of Bollywood until my stomach gave out and my YouTube playlist got fried.
Tomorrow...one more day.
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