No pictures because I watched Mind Hunters on my phone in bed last night and I fell asleep then the battery died. If you haven't watched this series on Netflix, I recommend it. And hey, I'm on the internet so I'm a trusted source. I can tell you that I did weigh myself and I'm still over 270, 270.5 to be exact. The struggle continues.
Today's meals:
Breakfast: Pistachios, Dt Dew
Lunch: Taco salad - heavy veggies, no chips, light on the cheese
Snack: Moar popcorn!, a couple graham crackers, Mt Dew White Label, piece of bred and butter
Dinner: Leftovers: ribs - 4 bones, a few fries, pickles, and half a pork tenderloin
Willpower was not with me today. Did OK until I got home, then I gave in to a bunch of "just a few more". I wasn't living the DBAFF life. I've had horrible portion control and haven't been able to resist the sweets I was resisting earlier. Maybe I'm crazy but I feel like it's directly related to my decreased water intake and my increased pop intake. Like, the pop is giving me more of a sweet craving and the water isn't filling me up or hydrating me. I'm not a Dr., but that's my hunch. I read something in the Timothy Ferriss book about pop, even diet pop, creating chemical reactions in your body that inhibit fat loss. Self, you need to drink less pop and more water.
Don't be a fat fuck!
Forty-two days down.
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