oh boy. Day 2 of fasting now complete. And what a success! I'm back to 143 (oh the days when this was an atrocious number... I'll get there soon!), AND I had so many temptations that were pretty much easy to resist. THe worst of which, someone brought in home-baked Amish sweet bread to my seminar and proceeded to pass around a hefty serving slathered in butter to everyone. Bread is my absolute weakness, but I took my plate, looked at it for a second, and then made my neighbor eat it.

Oh. And the boyfriend with a fucking new slut thing actually worked. When I felt myself wanting the tiny corner piece that was left on my plate, I just thought about them dating and I felt sick to my stomach. I guess every gray cloud has its silver lining!

I'm barely hungry. I know it's only been two days, but I was expecting more pain and weakness by now. I guess we'll see how it works out tomorrow. And I don't know whether I should sleep in or go to the gym tomorrow... I think gym is appropriate. I'm in a time crunch for skinniness.