From the restaurant of the hotel in Seattle
What a weird day. I did nothing, other than go to the store and come back home. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Well, I did make a fresh batch of Jamaica for my water, cleaned the bottle, and the like, but other than that, nothing. The store just sets me into a pissesque mood. I don't know why. It wasn't even necessarily busy. No stress. No excuse. Just how I came home, and for that I am sorry to my Beloved.
I'm getting closer and closer to a very short haircut. However, now that I say that, I feel like I'm regaining some hair, so who knows? It's just so thin, the hair. Irony. The carbs, and garbage, and the diabeetus don't lend to a full and flowing mane of locks. Almost two months of keto, though, helps encourage new wispies.
We'll see. Maybe this:
Day 48 Progress
Weight: 205.4
What I et:
- The Morning Coffee
- Diet Dr. Pepper (yes, I know ...)
- Salad with romaine, red leaf, spinach, red cabbage and shredded carrots with a bit of Cotija cheese and dump ranch
- A piece of rotisserie chicken (probably 3-4 ounces) with melted butter because fat ...
- The Afternoon Coffee
- Cherry Coke Zero Sugar
- Deconstructed chaffle sammich with leftover rotisserie chicken, sauteed shallots and baby bell pepper with Balsamic glaze (it wasn't the best thing I've ever made. Note to self: JERK Seasoning does NOT belong in chaffles) I ate a bit over half.
- Dot Pretzels - because I was left unattended during the weekly hunt and gather session and I went a little wild at the gas station
42 Days to Goal!
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