No I didn’t get a job. DON’T BE RIDICULOUS.
I mean back to eating kale and dust and moving a lot. TWO months until my wedding. Let’s do this. I think I fully managed to turn myself off from the booze over the last two weekends.
So here’s what’s on the menu for the week.
Yesterday was oats, a 6 inch boring ass subway sub, and chicken stir fry.
Today is oats, leftover stir fry, and a shawarma salad
Tomorrow is oats, Turkey lettuce wraps and chicken mint viet wraps
Thursday is oats, leftover viet wraps and roasted pork tenderloin with rice and a salad
Friday is oats, leftover tenderloin, and skinny chicken thigh Parmesan with quinoa salad.
Deal with it, ass. No wine. No burgers. No pizza. Get over it.
It’s not that I gained a whole bunch of weight back. I gained 2 pounds. I just have zero energy to work out and if I don’t work out I’ll be a puffy functioning alcoholic.
Oh so here’s some updates. That Instantly Ageless shit you’ve been seen all over the Internet does not work. Well it does, but if you move your face it turns into a white powder. So don’t waste your money.
Click here if you don’t know what I’m talking about. It’s basically like putting white glue on your face. Just don’t do it.
I’m going to be careful getting back into my workouts because I threw my back out 2 weeks ago and am still feeling sore. My chiropractor told me that I’m TOO flexible from years of yoga and my muscles aren’t supporting my weight lifting so it actually popped my hip out. So I’m going to do my same lifting routine but with way lighter weights. I think I was lifting 75 lbs for my deadlifts before it gave out. So fuck that. Back to baby weights. I will post pics of me dying tomorrow! Today was cardio and I did 20 min of intervals and swear I could smell booze. Must. Stop. Being. A hillbilly.