Things are starting to drag. I’m already getting pretty damn sick of steak and eggs every day.
But that was expected — I just have to deal with it.
After my severe binge last week it took a few days to fully drop the bloat. It was almost like starting over from scratch again. But once I finally pissed out all that retained water, I was pretty happy with how the diet was progressing.
Come Saturday morning I thought I was finally looking half-way decent. And I was kind of excited as well – I was going to be busy on Sunday so I had planned to take my pics on Saturday instead.
As I mentioned previously, I actually look much better on Saturday morning than Sunday (at anytime) since I always have my carb up on Saturday, so by Sunday I’m nice and bloated again.
I was looking forward to taking some pictures that actually show real progress.
But plans changed.
So I did what I do every Saturday – I binged! Yippee!
Not quite as bad as last week, but a binge all the same.
After a certain someone flaunted a picture of some fully-loaded nachos they had made, I had been craving them all week. Like fucking craving them! Thanks a lot C.
So that’s what I started with. And they were glorious!
Then on to dessert. But I can’t have just one, you know. I’m like a hobbit – first I eat dessert, then I have second dessert.
Cookies and pastry. Yeeeeaaaaahhhhh.
Oh, and drinks of course. Always gotta have the drinks.
But enough of all that bullshit. What matters is the pictures. And the measuring tape.
How’d I do?
The tape measure was all over the place, from just under 33” to 33 ½”. I’m going to call it 33 ¼”. So, just a quarter inch drop from last week. I’m a bit disappointed. I was hoping to hit 33 even this week.
As for the pictures, I look about the same. Maybe a little more cut in the shoulder area, but that could just be the lighting.
All in all, I’m saying this week was a flop.
Next week I’m going to take some pictures pre-binge and post-binge, so you can get a clearer picture of the changes that are actually occurring. And to make myself feel better. It’s not easy putting pictures of your worst physique out in public week after week.
I want to see something worth showing off, dammit!
Or maybe I should just stop binging.
(Nachos by jugglerpm at Flickr)