FUCK THIS SHIT
i swore i was done with this place, the "normal weight woods"
126.2.
unacceptable.
today i've succeeded. i've been up for barely more than three hours but it's a quarter to seven and i've ingested nothing but water, birth control, synthroid, and my vitamins. 39 calories, 37 burned with 150 sit-ups. net 2. that'll go away.
it's still relatively early. perhaps i'll get dressed and go for a walk, move until i feel dizzy. that woozy light-headed feeling is comforting to me, it feels like progress. even if i'm fat. fatter. again. fuck.
i'm at a healthy BMI by a pound and a fifth. well into the healthy range. i knew i looked extra blobby lately.
i guess i can't eat tomorrow, either.
thankfully i'll be out with my friend. i'll use the medication excuse if we eat, which we probably won't because she's coming in at 3 and i've got other plans with another friend i should get to by 7. perfect hours for no meal. "i've just had lunch" will become "i'm having dinner with my friend" and then that'll be "i just had dinner with my friend."
i'm so tempted to take another dose of synthroid, since i missed one this week. you're not supposed to double up, but now i have an "extra" and i want a metabolism boost. probably a bad idea. i'll probably refrain, but only because it probably won't do shit.
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