You can go ahead and subtract 4.5 pounds from yesterday. Yep, that's right--263.5. I'm on a roll. Feeling so good I don't want to detour from my progress, so today's meals will consist of coffee, veal, edamame and Melba toast times two.
What did happen to me would probably send most overweight, self-conscious girls running in tears.... I ripped the back of my jeans on the way to get my car’s oil changed. Not a little rip that you can pull your shirt over and cover, of course it wouldn't be. It was a giant opening that wasn't shy about showing my backside. So I had to go home and change. Now this wasn't the kind of rip where you've laid on the bed and had two friends zip you into your pants. I had been wearing these jeans all summer long and they fit loose on the second day of wear. So I knew it wasn't from my current size--it was from my previous size, and the poor things just gave up entirely! Good thing nobody saw, but I did have to snap a photo to share with one of my best girlfriends so she could join me in laughter.
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