I'm writing this, hoping someone will stumble upon my little porch and keep me in check. I need an overhaul. I need to stop eating and start running. Here I go again.
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Monday, October 10, 2011
Getting Out of Control
Two years ago, I dropped about 25 pounds, 40 from my heaviest weight. I did well and kept it all under control. I swore I wouldn't weigh over 140 again. Here I am, though, at 145 and I feel miserable. I hate feeling hot when I know it's not hot and having an upset stomach all of the time. I have to get under control.
I'm writing this, hoping someone will stumble upon my little porch and keep me in check. I need an overhaul. I need to stop eating and start running. Here I go again.
I'm writing this, hoping someone will stumble upon my little porch and keep me in check. I need an overhaul. I need to stop eating and start running. Here I go again.
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