The Master Plan

  I am on Day 4 of my lemonade detox (or day 2 if you want to really get technical since I had to go to dinner on Sunday night). I started on Saturday and I did not envy those who were in my line of fire. Salena, momma, Brent...I'm sorry.  It's a weird feeling when I think about it. My stomach is growling but if I drink my concoction, the hunger goes away...for a bit. But you have to keep drinking or else you start to feel weak and get headaches. I worked out yesterday but I don't think that was a good idea (I felt like I was going to pass out) although I did notice that my chubbin pouch was went down a size. I guess I could say that it was worth it anyway because I got to workout with Seychelle and Jermaine (pictured) for the first time in a long while. Coach was sorta strict but I know that he could have been worse if I wasn't on my detox so...phew.  But Jermaine will have his chance to be Coach Sparticus again since my mom and I decided that we were going to make tomorrow our last day in the detox, the main reason being that we have a lot of food-oriented events to go to this weekend.  I'm going to a potluck on Saturday and a potluck-style birthday party on Sunday. Hey, a girl's gotta eat! Brent's in LA right now but he comes back on Friday. I told him that he'll at least get a chance to see me skinny again on Friday, though I can't promise him anything after the weekend.

  I don't think I should take dance class today since I wasn't feeling entirely up to par at the gym yesterday. I'm thinking that perhaps I should have taken day by day pictures on my detox but....I compeletely forgot to do that so....sorry. You can trust me when I say I've lost weight and have gotten skinnier though I can't promise how long I can keep that up for.

 Sunset in Waikiki

 

Sunset view from my house