This is the forty forth day in my life without food.
It's a cold rainy day, wouldn't a chili dog with cheese be good right now? See what happens when I let my mind wander...focus. No, I'll sit here in my cubicle and eat my porridge like a good boy. It's not easy being a good boy...all the time any way.
I am warning everyone now, I will be on vacation next week and I plan on having at least one martini! I haven't had one for almost two months and I want one. I'll be good though, I won't eat the olives.
As mentioned before, we are off to the desert next week and I find that my husband and I are much more active when we are there. It's warmer, we have a great area to walk around in, great workout room and very nice bicycles too, I am really not too worried about the vacation, I know I will keep moving.
I am now below my target vacation weight and I plan on keeping it that way or going even lower, imagine that, losing weight while on vacation.
The teacher in my fat class looked at me with glaring eyes when I told him I would not be there next week even inquiring "you aren't going off the fast next week ARE you?" Of course not I said (not like I would tell him any way).
Enjoy your vacation! And if your "fat class" teacher gives you grief, tell him where he can go! :)
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