Apparently your body isn't quite so forgiving when you do that to it a second time. Rats.
No matter how much bitching and moaning I do, this weight isn't leaving. Louis pointed out the other day that the bag of beef jerky I just ate for dessert wasn't going to do anything for my weight loss. Pssh. What does he know?
Today I am going to the store and I'm buying this:
Louis thinks I'm going to use it as a clothes rack, but I swear I'm committed this time! No, really! I am! I'll show him when I start strutting around with a foxy new Beyonce body.
Any exercise/weight loss tips you want to pass on to me? I'm very new to this lifestyle...