Monday’s total calories
1429. I feel like I’ve had that number before. IT MEANS SOMETHING.
1429. I feel like I’ve had that number before. IT MEANS SOMETHING.
No. Snack. Friday.
No after dinner snacks! No more chocolate! None of this munch munchy munchy om nom nom foolery.
Included in those 1418 calories today: one freakin’ pound of baby carrots, two cups pineapple, two pears, one clementine. Plus chicken breast and jalfrezi sauce. And freakin’ chocolate. Actually that sums up my whole day. My body is yelling out for more produce (via constipation. TMI. deal with it.) so it’s time to answer the mighty call.
Also, if my body could talk, it would say, “THOSE FIBER BARS ARE SHIT.”
KAPOW! Truth.
(Source: wannabefit4life, via cathasabspirations)
Derp Derp derpin
Meh. You never really think about how many freakin’ calories are in two pieces of restaurant pizza, until you freakin’ start thinking about it.
My spirit animal this morning. I am so tired. Red Bull, you my only friend.