Goal #2 is on its way to being reached. As of now, I'm 36.4 pounds down since late April and that is by no means lightweight. I said "lightweight". N-E-Hoo...I'm having some serious head pains from a juice fast gone awry and it kind of made me low. Combined with the irritation of my bitchfoot, and you have someone who is frustrated as hell. I'm sure the pain isn't helping, but it really is there. I'm starting to get obsess-ed now. All of these doctor visits involve scales, and everytime I see the number, I get to calculating. I was down four tenths of a pound in four days and I actually got pissed. Chris reminded me that we had an unusual eating weekend with CJ's party, and I didn't juice that weekend either. My nutritionist said that as long as the scale keeps going down, all is well. She commended me on my continued success. All the while...I was like "Tamara is Not Impressed". I thought about the last two months an
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