The diet plan's gone down the drain.
In the span of 4 hours, I ate for 2.. maybe even 3.
I sense that my stomach is not handling my food binge well
I should consider only buy clothes that only come in elastic bands one size up from now on.
I'm not decided if I'm liking rowing yet.
But I figure I'll know next week when we have to:
1) carry the boat from the boathouse
2) to literally step into the frigging dirty, cold Yarra River and
3) do some actual rowing.
By the way, the next few days will be enrolment and re-enrolment hell.
Not that you'll care.

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