I cashed in my third reward, transforming my dingy brown and gray hair (think Adrian from Rocky) into a crown of warm mahogany tones. The best part was the salon was close, right in my neigborhood and I didn't have to take out a second mortgage for cut and color, for seventy bucks (about 15 pints of Graeters), I left there feeling like a million bucks. It's amazing how something that cost so little can make you feel so good.
The desired image of me, living in my head, desperately trying to excape is gaining ground, pound by lost pound. Believe me, there's still many laps to go but I an definitely feel her on my heals.
Day 37 Calorie Count: 1440 and 45 minutes of walking.
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