Well, well dear fat journal...seems I've been neglecting you, haven't I? Well I was down eight pounds prior to going on a camping trip. I gained one back. So I am at 173. I am beginning to think 35 pounds by my 35th birthday might not be quite realistic. I'm going to try to get as close as I can though.
I've decided breaking my ice cream addiction is just not going to happen. I guess of all the vices to have maybe ice cream isn't so bad. I AM trying to space out my indulgences and keep them a little smaller when I do have them. I did not eat ice cream last night. I think it has been every other night maybe. Of course I did not eat any while camping, but then there were smores and a little piece of a dulce du leche cake.
Maybe that is why I am so sweet! ha ha...
I've decided breaking my ice cream addiction is just not going to happen. I guess of all the vices to have maybe ice cream isn't so bad. I AM trying to space out my indulgences and keep them a little smaller when I do have them. I did not eat ice cream last night. I think it has been every other night maybe. Of course I did not eat any while camping, but then there were smores and a little piece of a dulce du leche cake.
Maybe that is why I am so sweet! ha ha...
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