In my secret life

For the first time in the year, woke up at 128.7lbs (58.4kg). 12 lbs gone from January first. BMI from 22.3 to 20.4.

Everybody's commenting on how I look skinnier.

I'm not asking for impossible things: I'd simply like to reach 55kg. C'mon guys, that's a 19.3 BMI. It's still fat, but... It would mean a lot to me.
can I be slim already? pretty please?

In the meanwhile, my best friend ever, who moved back to NYC last summer, called to say she's coming to visit end of May.
Oh, I was so excited! So happy.

Then I founf out she's actually going to Spain with another friend, and afterwards squatting at my place for a couple of days. To Spain, I'm not invited.
This is enough rejection to stop eating until she flies in end of May

LTM

130.7 lbs is the lowest weight of the last twelve months.
how fucking long before I'm at least below 130? I'll probably kill myself if this doesn't happen by Saturday.
59.3kg of disgustness. Well, I know not all of it is fat. About 14 kg (31lbs).
Gym tomorrow morning.
I may go back to puking, but with the allergy hitting me so hard core, it's probably a very bad idea right now.
going back to working, sniffing and coughing
love

After putting in 16 solid hours of work yesterday, that involved skipping dinner and leaving halfway through lunch (which consisted of raw salmon and green salad), new low weight of the year.
59.8kg this morning. 132.1lbs. BMI: a solid 21.0
Still disgusting, and we all know that weight loss achieved through fasting doesn't last.
Well, at least I did drink a lot of water throughout the whole day, so the loss shouldn't be derived from water starvation.

(and just in case you were wondering, no, I don't get paid for extra hours)

Not good

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I am so fucking gross and fat I disgust myself also I had sworn to be down to 57 (which is super gross) for the Marathon instead I'm still over 60
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Am I going to die fat? Will I ever stop to work 60+ hours a week?

(Also, my boss just got a Liposuction done to her legs. I fucking hate her)