Nighty Night

It's the end of the day, which marks the end of my diet, which freed me from my cravings. I no longer feel like Atlas (assuming that Atlas carried brownies on his back instead of the Earth).

I'm starting the S.G.D (Skinny Girl Diet) tomorrow, partly because the only fruit that's left in my cupboards are two kiwis (which would turn my regimented fruit salads into two very boring bowls of kiwi)... and because it must be started on a Monday, which is too convenient to ignore:

• Additional Rules:
  
  
  
  
  • Eat as many fruits and veggies as you'd like, without counting them as calories.
  • Excercise for thirty minutes, for five days each week.
  • Burn off any calories that are over the limit

To anyone who would like to join me: I'm creating a progress page specifically for the S.G.D. and will be updating it daily. You're welcome to record your own progress in the comment boxes (strength in numbers!).

This diet brought me down to ninety-six pounds when I last embarked on it, which is one pound shy of my goal weight. I fell off of the wagon after the first few weeks, because I was naive enough to have a bowl of ice cream (always my binge trigger). Everything went downhill rather quickly. Oreos and Brownie mix were later involved.


Not that it's of renown importance, but I'm removing the advertisement from my sidebar. Although I'm not projecting anything negative or harmful in this blog (positivity encourages weight loss; negativity only encourages depression), I still feel paranoid that it might be shut down, on the premise that this is a weight loss blog written by a girl who went mad a thousand years ago. I'm also bothered by the idea of making a profit from the number of people who read my journal. There's something iniquitous about that.

Weight: 114 113 112 111 110 109 108 107 106105 104 103 102 101 100 99 98 97 96 95
Height: 5'4"