My recurrent thought all day long was what I am going to eat for my indulgence escapade... I went through the jumps, push-ups (hideous) and other exercices thinking solely about chocolate cakes vs cheese-cake, etc. Patrick, please tell us that this agony is not join got last 2 more months...and that the worse is behind us. Yet, for some reason I think I am dreaming. The thing is that even starving as I am, I am not loosing much weight. Also, I notice that my arm muscles are more defined but my bum looks the same as before. I will defienetly trade Bruce Lee's body for Giselle's bum.
Good news are that my skin feels better (1st time in weeks). I also feel a little less hungry than before (I was literally grumpy from not eating enough). I still have faith...
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