Okay, so today was my cheat day because I REALLY wanted to go to happy hour. Two weeks of continuous work seems to be lost today. After I drank as much free beer as I can handle (and still walk straight and classy in wedges), I ate way too much hibachi (and white sauce :( they always get me with the damn white sauce!). This is not okay. Cheat days are not meant to go crazy. I was doing so good, too!
On top of it, tomorrow I have to spend my day in a bikini with about 50 toothpick thin girls at a lake house.
Again, this has not been the smartest idea I have ever had. It's almost 1 a.m. and I am just about ready to run to the 24 hour fitness center in my apartment complex.
Wish me luck.
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