Farewell to...
Well, my girlfriend (who is also a sleever) and I went out for a "farewell" dinner tonight. I ate my last meal (ever!) where I won't be thinking about protein grams or carb grams. I had a big ole cheeseburger, with fries. I drank two large mugs of beer since that will likely be my last beer. I had two big glasses of Diet Coke. It was glorious, but I was also saying goodbye.
For the most part, I don't think I'll miss it. But I kinda needed to do it so I didn't feel like I'm getting a raw deal. On Tuesday, I'm going to start my pre-op low-carb diet, which I'm actually going to informally begin on Monday.
Edit: oh, I also took some "before" photos of myself just in boxers. Jeesh, it's mortifying. I guess I didn't really want to admit, even to myself, just how fat I've become. Well, that's going to change...
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