So I microwaved my tater and added the butter, took a bite at 6am and I was actually too full to eat it. I took it to school with me where I got to explain why I was eating a potato at 6:30am. That was a good potato. I ate every last bit and maybe licked the plate.
It was all downhill from there. The suggested soup recipe is so boring and plain. I Bulleted some of it for a V-8 like drink and that was blah too. I ate my way through a half a bag of baby carrots, some cukes in vinegar (the only condiment that's allowed) and some soup. I had a headache and was peeing about 9 times a minute because of SO much water intake.
Before Zumba, I had an entire bag of frozen spinach (with vinegar and garlic salt) so I didn't pass out. That spinach was damn exciting. Sarah was equally as excited about her peas and spinach. Here are our texts:
I didn't pass out at Zumba, in fact, I felt good working out. On the way home, I stopped at the store to buy a half a butternut squash. I MADE OUT WITH THAT SQUASH. It was the best thing I have ever eaten in my entire life. I added my allotted teaspoon of olive oil and some garlic salt - I ate every last bite, baked potato style. I showed Sarah the evidence:
I couldn't wait to go to bed. This day sucked.
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