Yeah Boyeee!!!

I did it.

Just like I said I would.

I worked out for a second time.

I had my personal trainer on the couch behind me yelling insults like: "Your muscles are little!", "Your belly is wiggling!", and other equally depressing tidbits.

He can't help that his 4 year old perspective is brutally honest and moderately defeatist.

Even more exciting is that since my fiber filled breakfast of oatmeal, I have not had another morsel to eat. It's water for me until my designated snack time of 10:30 and then I'm gonna have something low cal. Not sure what, yet, but I'll let you know.

I really need to go to the grocery store, otherwise I'm gonna be forced to eat Cheetoes and mini Recesses for snack.