dinner… 12 ounce lobster tail… and several oysters. (no i didnt eat the bread that came on the side. ick)
p.s. my mom leaves in a day or 2, and as soon as she does I can finally get this blog back to being about my body… and my progress… it’s just that with this woman constantly stuffing food down my throat, and filling my schedule up so I dont even have time to dedicate to my workouts, forget progress, my only hopes now are just to minimize the damage done.
Oiii. Mothers.
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The tellings of a 20 something girl trying to make it in NYC. And lots of nerdery. I'm sophie. These are my isms.


