I found this on Pinterest tonight;
Sums up my night nicely.
3 days ago on Australia Day, my perfect skinny sister, told me to stop eating because I'd had too much to eat. Tonight she told me I needed to go back to the gym.
For those of you who have been there since the beginning, that was the exact comment in 2011 which started this whole journey.
It destroyed me to hear it again. I'm so sick of her telling me what I should and should not do.
FUCK it pisses me off.
Goal for tomorrow 700 calories. Haven't been counting properly in ages, my food scales in the kitchen broke so its pretty much rough estimations.
I want to be 63kg's by the 11th of Feb, which is my first day in the hospital as a Registered Nurse.
Let's do this.