I've been thinking of taking pictures of myself to log me at my almost-worst. It will be hard as hell. I noticed cellulite coming down almost to my knees. Damn genes!
I've never had a belly before!! I was getting dressed the other day and bent over sideways in the mirror and it looked a lot like this:
Gah!! Granted, I approve of the above picture because it ran in Glamour and the woman is an athlete more accomplished than I. But for me, nuh-uh.
I wanted to go bike riding today but I don't have a bike. So I binged and purged instead

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I was really good yesterday - I had five cups of soymilk and some roast chicken dinner. I was dizzy by late afternoon but I didn't binge and I ate only what I wanted to.
Today started out well but I felt sad for some reason. My boyfriend's dad made biscuits and gravy for breakfast, but I didn't have any. I feel sad now and alone because I am staying home not doing anything. I really want to get
something done. Obviously working out on a machine is better than bingeing, though it's nothing like getting out in the fresh air. I think I'm gonna put a basket on my future bike and take the dog out riding.
I also finished cutting out this skirt I am making. I would love to sew it up now but I need to use someone else's sewing machine. Sigh. I haven't drank in two days, that's a great thing

. Esp hanging with my bf, we usually drink. Maybe after I watch The Office I'll go out to the fitness center and hit the bike.