After a short night of night getting to sleep until 6 this morning, I found sticking to my plan more challenging today than the past 4 days. And, I guess essentially I broke it again, by eating a fresco chicken taco for lunch. After working hard outside on my pathetic yard, I ate a salad. I would love some bread. My kingdom for some bread. But no, I’m determined. Down 8 pounds as of this morning, though I doubt the accuracy of my scales.
35. Days. Left.