Every time I choke down a handful of baby carrots I feel like a pound should magically disappear from my waist. Clearly this game is going to be won through expectations management.
I woke up this morning and did a 2200m swim and followed it with a strawberry banana smoothie before work. I ate a weight-watcher friendly lunch and snacks, came home from work, and went for a 2 mile run. Aforementioned amazing boyfriend offered to make dinner to help out. He's even using a WW recipe. Today was a good day.
I know that I'll need a lot of days like this to meet my goal (a lot, a lot). I also know that not every day is going to be like today (I refuse to completely end my love affair with dirty martinis). But today was a good day, and I think tomorrow will be too.
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