Dear Diary,
Long night, but no chance to workout. Slight weight gain, but its really nothing. Ate ok yesterday, so I wasn't worried about much. We'll see what the weakend has in store for me. I'd like to think that I could get back to using the regular spelling, but the truth is I still get weak. In fact there is a red velvet cheesecake slice thats calling my name. Damn. Anyway, I'm planning on putting some laminate flooring in the family room, so there may not be much time to workout with the bike and weights, but I will be working something. And by the looks of it, I'm starting to see some benefits of working out. Though I'm weak in some areas of the mind, I can feel the body getting stronger. I caught a glimpse of my side profile in the mirror and was impressed with the belly. Its far from a thing of beauty, but its even farther from the thing it was in March. And for this I'm grateful. Catch you later dipshidiot! I love that word. Doesn't mean I love you. It couldn't be farther from what I feel.
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