I love watching the biggest loser, it makes me feel good about myself that I never let it go that far. I realize that it's probably not the aim of the show, but still.
And I've been semi-good. I walked at least five times a week, and I've eaten healthy. Until today. I had spaghetti with bacon. It tasted phenomenal. I thought two weeks without any potatoes, rice and pasta was enough. And no sweets still.
I can feel the kilos coming off, but not in the places I wanted. My butt gets smaller and my legs thinner, which wasn't needed, and guess what? My belly is still there.
Sometimes I think what's the point really?
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Should you try my hocus pocus diet? :-)
When you look like a greyhound yes!
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