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36:00. Let’s eliminate one minute a day. Let’s make progress

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There is no reason today can’t be a good day

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Ravioli and chips

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And tonight is all about willpower

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And I will go home, drop my money into my drawer , take a sleeping aid, shower, then be off to bed. And it will have been a good day forward

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Time to bring this back.

Time to finish what I started.

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4/17 216

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Going to ruin a good day of weight loss today on my Hooters chicken wing eating contest lol well, at least it’s protein

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219.8

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219.6

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Day 4: 219.0

For unlimited wings last night, not bad. It could have been much worse, and it was a long ago preplanned treat, so no harm.

Time for 1500 and an hour workout today to get back on track

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Day 3: 219. 4

It bounced back up, and that could very well be due to no sleep and a huge amount of water I just drank.

But damn I just had a great workout, been too long since I’ve been on it for so long. Way too long. One step at a time, I’ll get there. As hard as it may be.

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Day 2: 218.4

Damn what a great morning. What a great drop. Now I can finally get over say 125. It’s now 126.

Fuck. Yeah.

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Day 1: 219.4

Exactly 125 lost to start off with. It seems fitting. I can’t wait until 200. I can’t wait for my tattoo. Then after that work for 194 to say I’ve lost 150 pounds. Then work for about 185, then do some major bulking and take my body to it’s potential.

But that takes work. Lots of it. And I’m starting over today. I’m going to make it a habit to put that work in again.

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Time to Start Over

My 30 for 90 plan failed. Horribly. I did amazingly well in January but fell apart and have yet to fully recover since february. It’s time to just start over and have a new beginning. I weighed in at 218.8 this morning, the lowest it’s ever been, but I’m sure it will be higher tomorrow. Every day this first week I am doing two things: eating below 1500 calories per day and working out one hour per day. All I need is one week, one week of insane discipline and work to get me back on track. I need it to be an obsession again. I’m so close, but right now I’ll never get there unless I make sacrifices. I’m going to have a lot less late nights, and the ones that do go one will only be with my closest friends and Danielle. Because everything else has to become secondary again. Only temporarily, but right now it’s what I need. I need that fitness obsession back, and over time I’ve lost it. I’ve given in to pleasures, and I don’t like that dependency. I want to feel strong again. And after this week, after this week of struggles and what will be me overcoming them and breaking the habits I’ve relearned, then I will feel strong again.

Day 1 will start tomorrow with weigh ins. I have no goals, no deadlines, none of that. But I do have rules. And even if I don’t lose a pound, if I follow those two rules I’ll feel strong again