So, the past few days (excluding yesterday) were disasterous. I just ate and ate and ate. I hate how I can never shake off this all-or-nothing mentality. I'll eat one bad thing then think, "fuck it, I already messed up, so why does it matter?" No no no, it does matter! Ugh, my willpower is pathetic. Finally, Sunday night, Ana slapped me in my glutton face and said What the fuck are you doing?! So I promptly took laxatives and shit my guts out for the remainder of the night (fun fun). Then yesterday I water-fasted, mainly because I wanted to weigh myself this morning and make sure I was completely empty. I hadn't weighed myself in about a week; I was way too scared because I know I gained. Anyway, this morning came around and I grew enough balls to step on the scale annnndddd... 155.0lbs. Which was a huge relief. Didn't lose, didn't gain. Well, my lowest was 153, but those two pounds will come right off if I don't decide to fuck it up again.
Khloe and I are still doing our little competition. Her starting weight is 238.5lbs, mine is 155.0lbs. 130lbs and a new outfit, here I come!
In-take for the day:
Lunch- banana yogurt, 80 calories
Dinner- orange sesame chicken SmartOnes, 320 calories
Total: 400 calories
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