Mission: Fit into Dress continued...

Day 2 (Or, more appropriately, HELL.)

Weight- 136.0 lb. Are you KIDDING me? I've tortured myself for a day and all I lose is 0.4 of a pound!!! Total BS.

Breakfast- scrambled eggs and a tomato sliced. Oh, and some coffee. With cream, but no sugar.

Lunch- Chicken salad salad with avocado and tomato.

Snack- trail mix (admittedly, with chocolate chips in it. It was HEAVEN.)

Dinner- pork tenderloin and grilled asparagus, peppers, and onions.

Celebrations- I didn't punch anyone in the face today.


THIS SUCKS!!!!! I know I need to be an adult and have some self discipline and not whine like a baby (OMG, baby whining was intollerable) but I absolutely could not control myself today. I feel like poo! I am DIZZY and have a headache and I'm so irritable that anyone in my path is liable to be physically assulted. I feel so flipping angry that I'm NOT eating a cupcake right NOW! I honestly lusted over Carson's banana/pineapple/orange blend baby food (it smells so good) and his teething biscuit (it's the closest thing to a cookie I've seen today). I think I'm seriously going through SUGAR WITHDRAWL. I hate it. I hate it so much.

Here's to hoping Day 3 will be better... because I'm not quitting! In the name of science, I must know if crash low-carb dieting will get me back into this dress by Saturday night!