At the clinic today I discovered I'm not burning, which means I don't have any ketones in my pee which means there's too much sugar in me which means I'm not 'losing weight' which means no fruit or bread till Wednesday. Which means I'm absolutely bat shit crazy right now. I also discovered that I weighed in at 299.2. Dear Lord, if you're trying to play with me, now's not the time dude! But I'm going to suck it up, follow the plan and reap the benefits at the end. Or so I'm telling myself on a minute to minute basis. It's just food right? Maybe I should get a tattoo just like Angelina Jolie's but mine will read: What nourishes me also makes me fat. So fitting.











I'm also going to share the reply from my little blog stalker who felt the need to send me another email based on my last post.


That is what I'm currently dealing with everyone, clearly a genius in his/her own time.




Today I've also gone back and forth on a couple issues. One is my boobs. Mhm, that's right. I always said if I lost a lot of weight and they didn't look so hot anymore I'd get a boob job. See, I think they're one of my best features, as shallow as that sounds. I love having bigger boobs and I can't imagine what it would be like to not have them once I'm smaller. I found a good surgeon here in Toronto so all I need to do is the hard part, actually lose the weight. I'm hoping they'll be in, ready and waiting for summer of 2011. The countdown begins.

Overall, today has been a good day. I've eaten properly and even managed to get some exercise in. I'm determined for Wednesday and I'm not going to cheat, at all. Even though I'll be spending the day with my best friend and when combined, we could put cows to shame with our grazing. Not anymore!

Tomorrow I'm going to post pictures of my breakfast, lunch and dinner for you guys. Please try to keep your excitement at bay.