Today started well,

   I had a zero carb/calorie monster and 3 bites of a extreme ceaser salad. As the day progressed nothing that was planned happened. Today is Corey's day off and we ended up decided to go hang out at his work anyways, and one of our friends was working and didn't want to work til close so I told Corey he could work tonight and I would just hang out up here. (I am typing from a work computer)

   Anyways the day has progressed into boredom eating and I have now eaten the 3 bites of salad, a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and 2 slices of pizza. :( oh and 3 large glasses of root beer. I do not even want to do the calorie math, but I am sure once I get home, I will. (I don't like to count in front of people, it looks weird when a fat girl makes it obvious she is dieting.)

   So basically this day sucks, which makes me sad because yesterday was actually pretty amazing. I ran/walked 1k in 12 mins, which doesn't sound like much but for a girl who hasn't even walked fast since she was 12 I feel like I accomplished something. 

   Not only that but it is the first time since the breast reduction that I have been able to do activity like that. It still hurts a little to do anything that bounces the chest. I feel so motivated and ashamed at the same time. Motivated to keep on, but ashamed that once again I blew it.

   Good news though, I was down 3lbs today and Aunt Flow left yesterday so I believe it may just be water weight, but water weight I didn't expect to lose, so I still feel okay about it.

   I have started talking to the wonderful, Clytie again, we haven't gotten to talk to much, but enough that I feel a little better and not so alone, every time I fall off the wagon, it seems like she is always there for me when I need her. Even if she doesn't realize it.

Anyways, Much love, Caspra<3