Yesterday I walked into SaveMart and saw that they had dark meat chicken on sale as a buy one get one free deal.
HOLY SHIT IT WAS ON.
I bought six, that’s right S-I-X, trays of chicken. Walked outta that motherfucker feeling like money.
It was a come up, yall.
One belt hole thinner around my waist tho.
It’s been a long time, old friend.
Well, I set my goal for around this time and here we are. I’m actually really sad to leave it. I think it’s a wonderful diet and I was loving the results.
However, I’m not gonna go back to eating a ton of carbs right away. I’m thinking working my way to 200g a day over the course of 2-3 weeks and then working up to a level of carbs I think I’ll be eating in Japan.
So for now, I’m gonna start exercising like a beast and food tracking so I don’t gain back all my weight. Determination is key. I did not give up eating all this food I love for nothing.
I know it’s bad to think about things like this but I’m human and I have emotions.
I just want to give a quick shoutout to my homie Carbohydrates. Missin’ you in a major way forreal but I gotta stay strong and keep on.
BUT. Once I’m off this diet, I will eat. I will eat pho but not all the noodles. I will eat a pizza, but it will be thin crust. I will eat fruit again! And it will be glorious.
The point is moderation. Cutting carbs worked for me so obviously I can’t go back to a lifestyle rampant with bread and noodles, otherwise I’d gain all the weight back. Lord knows how I’ll survive in Japan.
BLT and eggs on eggs.
Most, if not everyone, reading this post will say that this is ridiculous and that I’m going to die very soon from a heart attack or a stroke. I’m here to provide some proof that I will not die a young death and that fat will not make you fat. This is turned out to be pretty long. You don’t have to read.
It is a tragedy that I have so many sweets available to me right now and I can eat none of them.
No regrets.
Sidenote: gave the buns to the kids I tutor and they gobbled them up like hot cakes. I made fun of them for eating like poor kids. (They’re pretty well off)
THUG LIFE.
