What the fack.
WordPress just ate my post so y’all probably clicked over and were all “OMG. No words. Miranda’s smokin’ the crack pipe.”
Well I’m not.
If I were, I might’ve lost more than just .5 pounds.
Yes, point five. As in one half. As in I have had so many Reester eggs I’m surprised I didn’t gain 50.
So I’ll take my .5 loss and see you a visit to the personal trainer on Wednesday of this week and a ridiculously busy schedule that may prove inconducive to eating this week.
And water. More water. This week I will drink more water.