Huftt... My heart were broken into pieces. After a nice treadmills (first time since forever!!) and completely sweaty here and there, I casually hop onto a scales at my gym... and.... 56 kilosss!!!!!!! WHATTTTTTTTT My last weighing was last month, before the fun-tastic holiday marathon (I'll share it later๐) and I'm pretty sure it was 53! fifty three everyonee! with 5 and 3, not 5 and 6 ๐ For 25 years my most heavy was 53 and I've been struggling to maintain it throughout 2017 (not even bother to diet since it is soooo dificult to resist all the tempting snacks at my office! (I blame you oleh-oleh๐ค). Seriously, does anyone know if human metabolism start worsening at age 25? (gosh, I feel old) I even double check upstairs at my apartment just in case the scale was broken. Nope. it's fine (#cryariver) Well, I might be devastated with the fact that I'm heavier (on a scale). But what bothers me a lot is, I can't control my appetite!! Chips...
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