How many times in the past did I tell you I am on a diet? I couldn’t even remember. And it doesn’t matter any more, simply because the result is not flattering.
But here I am again, declaring that today I will be officially in a no-softdrink diet and regular strenuous workout, like SERIOUSLY. This is in line with my goal to lose weight for our wedding day—for my bridal gown, as I may particularly underscore—so that I will look good in the eyes of my astig groom *insert twinkling eyes here* and in our wedding photos, for the consumption of our families, friends, guests, fans, stalkers, haters, and other concerned citizens (evil_grin).
Today is June 1. I ate 3 pieces of ensaymada, a cup of Jollibee sundae, 1 1/2 cups of rice and 1 cut of bangus belly, 1 cinnamon stick, 1 27-gram Clover chips, and 3 cups of hot, creamy coffee. It’s a very sinful day, and I hate it.
I still can’t determine what’s up for dinner, as Officemate Lydz and I will be at Festival Mall-Alabang to go shopping. For sure, both of us will be hungry afterwards, so expect another bunch of calories to be taken in.
As a punishment, I’ll promise to drink my lemonade juice with cayenne pepper when I get home, to expedite my metabolism and flush the toxins out of my system as soon as possible. And tomorrow, as early as 5am, I’ll do one hour of taebo before leaving the house for Batangas. Swear.