Extra Small

MW: 130.8

Well it's been a month of ups and downs. Bingeing. Purging. It seems to come with the territory of eating things I'm not comfortable with. Things that I didn't prepare myself. I don't know how much butter or oil is in things and it freaks me out. I had a mental breakdown when my bf's mom made cheese enchiladas a few nights ago. I went into the bathroom and cried because of the calorie-laden fiasco I was expected to eat. Everyone else was able to eat as much as they wanted and truly enjoy it... I just kept adding up the calories in my head and spazzing the fuck out. I ended up just picking out a bit of tomato.

I haven't been exercising much, which is going to change. I calculated burning around 700 calories at work each day, but I'm not counting that as exercise.

On the plus side, someone brought a strawberry and white chocolate cake to work today and I had none. Not even a taste. I'm proud of myself for passing on that! It looked amazing.

Today I went to the uniform shop to get my monogrammed scrubs. I walked in and asked for a small top and small pants to try on. I kid you not, the girl who ran the shop looked at me and said, "Yeah right, I'll get you an extra small." What do you know... the extra smalls fit the best. I got 5 new pairs of scrubs in extra small. Next up was to try on a white coat. Another shop attendant pulled out a size 2 coat for me to try, I kind of laughed at the thought of being a size 2. I've never been a size 2. I was a size 4 before puberty hit. Anyway, I tried on a size 4 coat and it fit nice enough for me to purchase. With my named monogramed with "Dr." in front of it.

Tomorrow is the city's business festival and my clinic has a booth. There will be loads of free food and drinks. I may just get out of eating dinner if I can socialize enough. Talking to people and loading up on diet coke instead of eating.

Intake: 955
Exercise: -225