OK, it's been a week of dedication. Wake up early, hit the gym, eat as right as I can (or as right as I ever have) and only had one candy bar. No food after 6PM, GALLONS of water, kicked the iced tea habit. No sugar, no salt, nothing white (no bread, no crackas, no rice, no potatoes, etc.)
I know this is water and it's not fat. But I've lost 15 pounds! My pants are loose! My pecker grew a 1/16 of an inch!
It's going to be hard, because I am going to expect this crap all the time. One pound wont mean anything to me. Well, it will, but you get the idea.
Oh, and before you get all smart, I weighed myself at Yellow Freight with their digital scale. Only difference was at first weigh in I had on work boots and today I had on Reeboks. Same style jeans & Dickies work shirt.
Great start, thank you Lord. Yet I got a feeling that the next 115 are not going to be this easy.
I AM UNDER 4 BILLS! (fade out to "I'm too sexy" by right said fred)