I didn't say it's easy.
But I no longer have to stop myself from gnawing on my own arm.
Or licking chocolate smears off the kids' faces.
Or asking a perfect stranger if they're finished with the half eaten hoagie they're about to throw away.
It's the end of Day #5.
So far, I have survived pizza night, an event that included nachos and popcorn, and a family gathering with delicious, drool inducing home cooked food as far as the eye could see.
With whipped pink frosting.
Know how much I ate?
Not one bite.
How awesome is that?
Instead, I sat with my just-as-good-as-what-you've-got chow mein and chocolate peanut butter "anytime" bar, compliments of Jenny.
Joe was polite enough to leave the room when he
What a gem.
My first weigh-in is Tuesday.
I'd better see some awesome results.
If not...I may need a word in private with Jenny.