So I'm all talk? So what? Sam has really been putting a cramp in my morning style lately. I was able to weigh in on Monday: 283 or so. I don't really remember as it was ages (two days) ago. Doh! But for the good news, I have not been eating late at night any more. Well, at least for the past week or so. And believe me, the temptation to fry some eggs and bacon is just about holding my gut at gunpoint. As I am typing and Amy is making out a grocery list, I have a hankering for a steak sandwich or a French dip or something else nice and meaty and fatty and not good for me in the slightest. BUT (not butt) I am being a good boy ad starving myself until morning.
Please, if I beg for Ben and Jerry's or plead for a Dr. Pepper, just smack me. I can do this. I CAN do this!
Slowly.
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