OMG everybody! I worked my ass off all week and I lost a whopping 0 lbs!
Dude, not cool.
OK, so I only managed to work out twice this week; so what?
And I stopped measuring food with an actual food scale and measuring cups but I feel after a month that I’m pretty good at eyeballing that stuff. Maybe I’m not.
Maybe my body’s mad at me.
Maybe I’m not meant to weigh even a gram less than 136 lbs since my body seems to love this weight so much.
Maybe I’m just whining.
So it remains, five pounds down, 9 more to go.