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Wake up call

I gained weight!!!!

I know exactly where I went wrong. Let's see, it was the halfhearted workouts, the incessant snacking, the outside eating, that last one messed up my calorie bank and my financial budget. Still, it hurt to get the usual speaking to from my personal trainer. I needed to hear it, and it's precisely why I am paying him.

It's too easy to lie to oneself, you know. To say, well, i gained a pound, it's because it's that time of the month. I gained five pounds, well my pants still fit so it doesn't really matter, or the ultimate, i gained 10 pounds, what's the use, let's just give in and eat that cake. (oooh cake, i love cake but I digress).

Anyway, I am determined to get back on track. A pair of Gianni Bini shoes are at stake here, and also these neon Target wedges. I am taking my jogging seriously, even doing the ultimate no no for me, working out in the evening. I hate evening workouts on my own. I always find an excuse not to partake, however, it's a war right now on these here pounds so I'm willing to do whatever it takes.

I refuse to lose, well, in this case, I agree to lose, lol.

Later.


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