I’m not even going to go into specifics about how much I ate over the past week, and how much weight I gained (clearly, the opposite of what I was supposed to be doing). I will tell you, however, that I ate at Eagle’s Deli twice on Sunday, and as most of you know, this is the worst possible thing you could do for weight loss, your heart, your digestive system, your skin and basically any type of overall health. For breakfast, I ordered a #6, which is basically one of everything. And for dinner I had mozzarella sticks and french fries forced upon me by my cousin Elizabeth (you know her as the cute girl behind the register). Ugh. Even if I hadn’t eaten anything for the next four days it still would have been a gain week. So to punish myself for it, I’ve decided to run a half marathon.
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