Woke up Monday morning and kept getting sick. So yeah, I'm not a happy camper. Thank the Lord for Protective PTO. It doesn't help I've been battling a dang cold since Daytona (*Side eyes Martin*) (If you're reading this, dude, you OWE ME)
So Saturday, Race Day, I woke up and weighed myself. I weigh 173. I haven't weighed 173 in YEARS. This MORNING I feel even lighter (Thanks to the nausea). I've been on Slimfast since February and I've lost 33 pounds on it. I, of course, get hated on for being on the diet and then I always say: Yeah, it doesn't work, that's why I have lost 33 pounds on it. I can eat whatever I want so long as it's in moderation and I'm still losing weight. I just love how salty people can get. The fact that I'm losing weight on this, makes them even more salty. ✌🏻😂✌🏻 I still got my friends and my family who have been amazingly supportive and they are what keeps me going. God's been good.
What's even better is that people in my life will be like: I think I'll join Slimfast. So I've got customers joining it, and my two sisters are gonna join it. I'm so happy! I love spreading the good word! 😂
Wednesday, July 17, 2019
I'll drink to a country song
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