Slowly, very slowly, super slowly, but yet the scale numbers are getting lower.
I'm starving myself, only drop little by little. Also because I binge every fucking weekend, but in the end, I'm still losing weight. That's what counts.
Also, I'm training like crazy. I have a 10km run on April 6 which happens to be a work event, and I aim at closing it in 54 minutes. (back in 2005, in Lyon, with a BMI of 17.2, I did 10km in 48 minutes. but current BMI is an embarrassing 21.2, so forget about anything below 54 minutes)
For the time being, I've also decided to cut the alcohol entirely until this run (not that I was drinking much anyways, usually a couple beers on Friday nights but apparently that's too much anyways)
Also, my friend and I completed the 30 days squat challenge and in April we'll start the 30 days abs challenge. Clearly, that's on top of the running and the rest of exercise I'm and will be doing.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
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