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I just have to say here that I totally didn't deserve to lose any weight. I did a poor excuse of a workout on Wednesday and ate like my old fat-girl-is-my-identity self last weekend. Not to mention that (and I'm sorry, guys and/or gals who think it's entirely inappropriate to talk about menstruation... sorry, kids, but it's like pooping- it's a part of life and sometimes it's relevant to conversation) I'm having a ridiculously hard TOM (time of the month... it will be TOM from now on). I really thought that I probably packed on a pound or two of real gain and then would have a pound or two of temporary gain from those things for a combined 2-4 pound gain, but instead I lost a half a pound.

I almost forgot- this was with eating a big ol' bowl of Teriyaki Chicken last night. After community group Jas and I realized that we had been fasting for nearly 30 hours, with nothing but a few Trader Joe's protein drinks (I'm not sure that purely having water would be wise for me, health speaking) and we were getting really light headed and sick feeling. So we bought teriyaki chicken from the freezer section at Fred Meyer and it was supposed to feed 4.5 people but we each got our own, ate the whole thing, and even with doing a spirit check it was completely within the reigns of keeping Jesus at the center. And hallelujah for that!

Two things here:

1) I refuse to call Fred Meyer "Freddie's". I don't care if they do that on their own commercials. It's absolutely and utterly ridiculous and I refuse. The end.

2) Why did I capitalize Teriyaki Chicken when I mentioned it in that first sentence of the above paragraph? I could go back and change it, but it's better for self-ridicule if I leave it and make mention of how bizarre I am.

Ok, no, THREE things:

3) I capitalized teriyaki chicken in point number two when making fun of myself for capitalizing food names. Honestly, smalls. Someone should really come punch me in right eye this moment.

Now, back to the grind. I have to work, but there's more I want to say so I'll try to get another post up for you rock stars in a few hours.

Btw, if you are a female there's a 29% chance that you daydream of being a rock star, and if you're male it's a 69% chance. Men really want to be rock stars. Me too, dudes, me too.