#boing 373

[pozartaa]

09.03.24 UTRZYMANIE WAG1 dzień 373. Limit +/-2100 kc@l.

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Hej, dziś mam na nockę do roboty. Wstałam rano i poćwiczyłam (z niechęcią). Odpuściłam ostatnie dwa dni, więc już dziś wypadało się ogarnąć. Podziwiam wszystkich którzy kochają ćwiczyć i chodzić na siłownię i ogólnie się męczyć. Gdybym miała wybrać sport, który kiedykolwiek dawał mi prawdziwą radość to było bieganie... Ale kolana zaorane (choć teraz przy mniejszej tuszy i w dobrych butach...to mogło by się udać) Problem z bieganiem jest jednak taki... To kardio, a ja nie powinnam spalać za dużej ilości kc@l jeśli nie chce gubić kilogramów bez kontroli. Już teraz muszę uważać by nie przeginać... Choć ważen1e dopiero za tydzień, spodziewam się małego wzrostu ( teraz trochę mniej się pilnuje i czasami chapsnę jakiś drobiazg poza limitem 😝. Wyjątkowo znowu nasiliło się wieczorne podjadanie... Nie, nie nazwę tego ani rzuceniem się na jedzenie, ani tym bardziej utrata kontroli... Ale zawsze mam takie... "kuuurdee... chyba nie powinnaś" i myślę że to tak naprawdę większe obciążenie dla mojej głowy niż dla mojego limitu kaloryczn€g0)

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Tradycyjnie zaliczyłam drzemkę przed nocką, ale wcześniej był wypad na małe zakupy. W galerii kupiłam sobie w końcu butki na wiosnę... Raczej nie będę ich nosić do skarpetek z psyduckiem ale tak wyglądają

Okazuje się że noszę jednak rozmiar 39 a nie 40. Pisałam już o tym nie raz - odkąd schudłam mam straszny problem z kupieniem butów. Długość się zgadza... A buty spadają bo są za luźne. Te 39 też są luźne... ale paseczek trochę ogarnia i może nie zgubię.

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Na koniec tradycyjnie trochę kotospamu i pozdrowienia dla wszystkich nocnych stróżów i nocnej zmiany na Tmblerze 🌝🌙

[drvnkfairy]

Hejka

dziś zjadłam trochę więcej niż planowałam ale mam post od 18:30 i zamierzam jutro nic nie jeść 🫶

zjadłam 723kcal(niestety wyszłam poza limit)

a spaliłam malutko bo tylko 350 kcal (może w nocy jeszcze poćwiczę, bo w dzień praktycznie nie mam jak bo babcia do nas przyjechała a ona podejrzewa u mnie ed)

Bilans 31.08.24

zjedzone: 723 kcal

spalone: 350 kcal

bilans: 373 kcal☠️

mam nadzieje ze jutro wyjdzie mi ta głodówka

a tak to pewnie do końca wakacji postaram się jeść 600/700 kcal dziennie, wiem ze to w dużo ale nie mam wyboru bo mnie pilnują z posiłkami

mam nadzieje ze cokolwiek schudnę ale muszę poprosić mamę o nowy rower to zacznę trochę więcej kcal spalać

i będę w w nocy napewno oglądać Red Band Society bo jest tam jedna postać która ma ed i mnie to bardzo motywuje 🫶❤️

Śpijcie dobrze Motylki, chudej nocy!!

[black-butterflly01]

Dzień 15

Zjedzone:726

Spalone:363

Woda:4.2l

Kroki:7990

Bilans:373

Poszło zdecydowanie lepiej niż wczoraj . Mało spaliłam , bo zamiast wyjsc na spacer musiałam pójść do koleżanki . Ciekawe czy cokolwiek dobrego z tego wyjdzie. Nie mam na myśli ,że było źle super się z nią bawiłam , ale jednocześnie w tym czasie mogłam spalić kcal . I jeszcze jak mnie chwile nie było napisała do mojego crusha z mojego telefonu jakieś rzeczy . Mam dość . Nie chcę się z nim kucic. A teraz miałam zamiar trochę pograć no w sumie nie jestem zmęczona , ale strasznie mnie boli głowa . Właściwie to czuję że zaraz zemdleje. Strasznie mi duszno z sekundy jest coraz gorzej . Mam dość . Cały czas mam myśli czy iść w to dalej czy iść na recovery . Z jednej strony jak przejdę na recovery to w końcu będę mogła cieszyć się życiem ale z drugiej zawsze już będę gruba , a jak potem zdam sobie sprawę jaki błąd popełniłam ... Nie wiem .

Chudej nocy motylki 🦋

[hugsfromfeli]

bilans 18.09.2024

waga 54.5kg

zjedzone: 523

spalone: 150~ (nie wiem ile dokładnie bo oprócz kroków robiłam jeszcze jakieś ćwiczenia z YouTuba)

bilans: 373

na śniadanie ofc kawa , w domu zjadłam jednego wafla ryżowego i wzięłam sobie 3 do szkoły

86kcal

potem jak wróciłam ze szkoły to o 13:50 zjadłam sobie curry z konjac ryżem. Nie wiem ile kalorii w sosie bo robiła go moja mama ale mniej więcej zobaczyłam jakie są składniki i spróbowałam zgadnąć, zawyżyłam dla bezpieczeństwa do 400kcal. Ogólnie polecam ten ryż jest z Action i bardzo dobrze wchłania sos, mam jeszcze makaron od tej samej firmy ale jeszcze nie próbowałam.

414kcal

potem zrobiłam sobie kawę(23kcal) i poszłam się uczyć.

Gdzieś o jakiejś 18:30 zrobiłam sobie ćwiczenia, jakieś które znalazłam na tumblerze i dwa dance workouts.

to tyle, ogólnie fajnie że nie zjadłam nic po obiedzie i też się cieszę że zmotywowałam się do ćwiczeń

to tyle papapappa do następnego 🩵

[xieonx]

niestety musiałam skończyć lq fasta ale i tak zjadłam dość mało bo 373 kcal więc jestem w miarę zadowolona. Siedziałam bite 3-4 godziny nad projektem z biologii więc jak pani mi postawi coś poniżej 4 to się popłaczę albo ją tam zajebie. W dodatku sama nie jestem jakoś bardzo z niego zadowolona więc kompletnie się załamie jak mi powie, ze coś jest nie tak jak powinno być. A w ogóle dzisiejszy dzień był okropny ale chociaż przyjaciółka zrobiła mi bransoletkę :) strasznie mi się podoba i w dodatku zrobiła nam matching bransoletek oraz jutro zrobi kolejne!

Chudej nocki motylki🦋

obyście schudły jak najwięcej przed wakacjami.

[kasja93]

Siemka

Lecimy z bilansem i opisem dnia :)

Zjedzone: 1084/1000

Spalone aktywnie: 1437

Menu:

Śniadanie: 3x kromka chleba dla diabetyków, guacamole, wędlina z kurczaka, 5 rzodkiewek, 10 plasterków ogórka, kawa z napojem owsianym Dumle razem 373 kalorie

Obiad: mały kebab w tortilli z mięsem mieszanym bez sosu razem 465 kalorii

Kolacja: 6 pierniczków domowych 246 kalorie

Ćwiczenia:

20 km na rowerku

30 minut hula hop

11 tys kroków

Dziś była na spacerze po zoo. Było miło. Dostałam sporo komplementów co mnie ucieszyło i zawstydziło. Wyciągnięto mnie również na kebaba, którego jadłam na dwa razy (stad takie a nie inne zdjęcie). Nie chciałam świrować, więc po prostu się zgodziłam… ale jak wróciłam do domu pierwsze co to wskoczyłam na rowerek. Zrobiłam tylko 20 kilometrów bo nie mam siły. Spałam tylko 4 godziny zeszłej nocy, wiec dziś chyba wezmę Apap noc bo całą wizytę w zoo ziewałam.

Popisze jeszcze w dzienniku i muszę odpocząć

Spokojnej nocy tudzież dnia w zależności o której napotkaliście tego posta :)

[lightd0lly]

Bilans 12.12.2023

zjedzone: 417 kcal

spalone: 373 kcal

bilans: 44 kcal

Dzien nie byl zly bo nie jadłam słodyczy tylko jogurty same. Plus kupiłam chrom. A dzisiaj rano obudzilam sie o 0.6 kg chudsza wiec jest chyba dobrze.Wiem ze zjebalam weekend ale musialam udowodnić rodzicom ze jem ale nie poddaje sie mimo ze czuje sie tak ulana ale nareszcie wracam do mojej normalnosci

[lemontreesims]

Love is in the Air

The Sunset Valley Times has compiled a list of Spring/Summer birth and wedding announcements and extends congratulations to all the new parents and newlyweds!

Births

Argus and Lily-Bo Brown announce the birth of their son, Barry Brown. The bouncing baby boy's delivery was scheduled early due to the parents' superstitions about the full moon.

Howie Easton and Sheena E, of 250 Redwood Parkway, welcome their son Lawrence Easton to the world!

Wogan and Morrigan Hemlock of 373 Skyborough Boulevard welcome the birth of their son, Dorian Hemlock. Parents report daughter Belisama is adjusting well to being a big sister.

Flint and Joanie MacDuff announce the birth of their daughter, Glenda MacDuff. Parenthood is not new to the MacDuffs, who have four children, but everyone is excited about the new baby girl.

Rich and Sadie Richmond are pleased to announce their son, Derek Richmond, was born recently. While both are excited to be parents, their excitement pales in comparison to their parents, who have flown in from Sunlit Tides to dote on their new grandson.

Claire Ursine of 5 Sun Song Avenue welcomes a daughter, Joy Ursine.

Weddings

Oriole Bird and Stiles McGraw tied the knot recently. Family and friends gathered to watch the happy couple share their vows. The couple also released a pair of doves after the ceremony, which reports say Oriole and her sister hand-raised since hatching.

Lily-Bo Chique and Argus Brown wed in a small ceremony. The guest list was limited to their close family and friends. Attendants said the ceremony was a lovely, but complained about Argus' mom's howling cries as her little boy tied the knot.

Helen Hall and Malcolm Harris are thrilled to announce their marriage this past week. Although Helen took Malcolm's last name, Malcolm was the one to move in with Helen. They now share the giant Goth mansion at the end of Skyborough Boulevard, despite rumors of the place being haunted.

Yasmine Ferrari and Nathan James wed in a small nighttime ceremony surrounded by friends and family. Instead of a reception, the newlyweds spent their money on an extended honeymoon in Champs Les Sims.

Zelda Mae and Glenn Lockwood tied the knot recently in a ceremony for the ages, with the reception lasting a whopping three days. Blair Wainwright of SVPD said there were a record number of noise complaints. Zelda's sister Illiana Langerak and her family were invited, but apparently out of town that weekend.

Sadie Mason and Rich Richmond were so eager to get married that they ran down to City Hall the week after Rich popped the question! Friends shared that the happy couple will be honeymooning in their home town, Starlight Shores.

[fatdollforever]

zapomniałam wam dać jakiegoś update z wczoraj wiec tak ja mam nw ogl problem z liczeniem kalorii z wszystkiego bo ki się niechce.. ale wczoraj był pierwszy dzień od dawna gdzie wszystko liczyłam wiec żeby sobie tego nie utrudniać to nie robiłam małego limitu bilans 1000kcal jest to dużo ale patrząc ze jestem 100% pewna ze to tyle kalorii pociesza mn dziś mam nadzieje ze będzie lepiej dziś limit 800 kcal na zjedzone mam 373 spalone 20XD plus jest taki ze jestem najedzona od jakiś 2h wiec nice do końca dnia będę już tylko owoce/warzywa jesc taki jest plan chciałabym ugotować sb zupkę bo ostatnio widziałam motylkowy przepis wiec why not jeżeli chodzi o wagę to powili schodzi dziś rano waga mi pokazała 46,85 mimo że wczoraj dużo jadłam

[prawiejuzmotylek]

27 października 2024

Śniadanie: nic

Obiad: kilka ziemniaków i kotlet (450 kcal)

Kolacja: nic

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅

Zjedzone: 450 kcal

Spalone: 77 kcal

Bilans: 373 kcal

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Od jutra chyba będę robić abc diet bo w sumie to czemu nie

[35livemobi]

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[father-daniel-blog]

W imię Prawdy! C. D. 373

17 czerwca 2024 roku W tym dniu ważne były dla mnie poniższe treści z liturgii słowa i liturgii godzin: ,,W Tobie, Panie, ucieczka moja, niech wstydu nie zaznam na wieki. Wyzwól mnie i ratuj w Twej sprawiedliwości, nakłoń ku mnie swe ucho i ześlij ocalenie. Bądź dla mnie skałą schronienia i zamkiem warownym, aby mnie ocalić, bo Ty jesteś moją opoką i twierdzą. Boże mój, wyrwij mnie z rąk…

[parkerbombshell]

Cobwebs And Strange Radio Show #373

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[twoj-motylek]

08.01.2024 [11.40]

Jestem dumna z siebie, że wytrzymałam i nie zjadłam tortu i nawet mojej ulubionej szarlotki. Wszyscy poszli na obiad, ja zostałam i znajomy się pyta czemu nie idę. Całe szczęście mam wymówkę, o to że muszę schudnąć przed zawodami, żeby trafić do kategorii. Nikt się więc nie czepia i nic nie podejrzewa. Zjadłam swój mus w tubce i mam na dziś 373 kcal. Już raczej nic nie zjem, bo po praktyce od razu lecę do biura do pracy i zostanę tam raczej do późna. Więc mogę już teraz wstawić zdjęcia. Niestety zapomniałam zrobić zdjęcie musi przed zjedzeniem, więc będzie brzydko. Ładnie dobiłam dziś białko tak btw. + kawa to tak 373kcal

Mam nadzieję, że jutro już będzie przynajmniej 62.5kg, bo dziś bardzo mało spadło. Wezmę jeszcze dulco wieczorem, bo mam problem od wczoraj 🥴

[eirian-houpe]

Disparate Pathways - Chapter 48

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Chapter 48 - Provocation

It would have been so easy. His fingers flexed around the grip of the gun, his index finger tight against the trigger.

“Where is she?” he growled against the side of Duneach’s face.

“Ah, there he is,” Duneach answered in silken, mocking tones, “the father I knew he always was.  You can’t fool me… Jared - or is that even your name?” She took in a deep breath, completely ignoring the threat of the gun beneath her chin. “The sweet scent of law enforcement. I’d know it anywhere.  What is it? NSA?  FBI?  Surely not plain old Boston PD?”

“Where. Is. She!” he repeated, and then pulled her back a step as Jones twitched his way, warning, “Back off!” as he once more flexed his grip against the weapon.

“It’s all right, Mister Jones,” Duneach purred. “We’re good here. He won’t pull the trigger because that would make a cold blooded killer of him - not to mention meaning he would never see his daughter again, so…” She brought the manicured fingers of her left hand up toward the side of the gun as though to push it aside. He remained immovable.

“Always knew he was a shifty-ass piece of shit,” Jones almost sang the words.

“Mouth’s going to get you in trouble one of these days,” Jefferson answered, batting away Duneach’s fingers as they reached the weapon before returning it to the underside of her chin. “And you might want to—”

The sharp sting at the back of his neck cut off his words and he let go of Duneach’s throat to  thrust his elbow backwards, hard, and was rewarded with a grunt of pain. He reached behind him to pluck to syringe from where it still hung in the skin at the back of his neck, already feeling the burn of whatever had been inside it. He threw it to one side, and in almost a continuance of his movement from before, turned and caught his winded assailant by the hair, twisting it around his fist to drag her upright.

He had lost control of Duneach though, and from the corner of his eye, saw Jones grasp her by the wrist and pull her behind him. Still holding West - for that was who had attacked him - by the scrunched up shock of hair; making sure it was painfully twisted in his hand, he backed up a step, putting some distance between him and the others in the room.  He was under no illusion that anyone would care if he shot West in the head. However, he kept his gun pointed toward Jones, Duneach and the others, wondering how many of them he could take out before they managed to get to him; overwhelm him.

A painful spasm rippled through the muscles of his back and chest, leaving him gasping for breath for just a moment.

“What did you do?” he spat against the side of West’s face. “What the fuck was in that?”

West chuckled, almost insanely - almost.

“Feeling it are you?” she answered. “That slow burn, the way your muscles start tightening… cramping…”

“I said, what the fuck—”

Another cramp, this one radiating out and upward into his neck, and along his arm, even as he risked a momentary change in target, to wave the barrel of the gun West’s way, before snapping it back to keep his aim on the others.  He could feel his grip weakening, both on the gun and on West.

“Just a friendly little  cocktail,” West said, almost cheerfully considering that the grip he still had on her hair must have been painful. “Fairly debilitating though, don’t you think?”

He was about to answer; had the perfect string of invectives on the tip of his tongue when his body, and senses betrayed him in a third, intense convulsion, stealing his breath and the strength from his legs, and he stutter-stepped to the side, falling to one knee as he lost his grip on both West and the gun. West kicked it away, and two of the enforcers came to grab him by the trembling arms and haul him to his feet.

“Short lived I’m afraid,” West announced to the room, “but effective.”

As if to punctuate her sentence, Jones pulled the hammer back on his weapon, and though his eyes, blurred with pain and tears, Jefferson saw him point the gun his way. His thoughts flashed to Grace, and how terribly he was failing her.

“No,” Duneach’s voice rang out in place of the expected shot. He squinted his eyes, forcing them to focus enough to see her almost sensually caress the barrel of Jones’ gun to encourage him to lower it. “No, Mister Jones. I don’t think we need that kind of unpleasantness now, do we Jared?” She stalked his way, her fingertips tracing a caress over his sweat-sheened face. “You’ll be good for Mother now, won’t you?”

“Jef-ferson.” He manage to draw enough breath to force the word past his clenched teeth. “My name… is Jefferson.” What the fuck did it matter, after all, if they knew his name; knew who he was? They had already taken every one of his family from him - first his wife, then his sister-in-law and her husband, and Grace… his Grace. “Where… is… my daughter?”

“All in good time,” Duneach answered, adding a pointed, “Jefferson.”

“No,” he snarled, spittle flying from his lips as he struggled with the men that held him, trying to reach her; wanting to hurt her. “No!”

She turned her back on him and walked away a few steps, her eyes as hard as flint, and twice as dark when she turned around to face him again.

“It’s really quite simple,” she explained, her words renewing the frantic and painful beat of his heart, and even though whatever serum West had injected him with still gripped his body tightly, he pulled against the men restraining him, still trying to reach her.  He wanted to tear at her, punish her, rip out her still beating heart and crush it right before her eyes. They held him back, and the three of them upset a nearby table and sent glass and crockery to shatter against the floor. “You have something of mine, and now I have something of yours.  If you don’t tell me where to find my property, I will simply slip your daughter, Paige, into my organization.”

Incoherent with pain, emotional even more than physical, Jefferson growled, almost keened his denial, adrenalin surging in his blood and almost canceling out the debilitation he suffered enough for him to free an arm , and he swung for her, his clawed hand passing so close to her face that the movement of the air stirred the loose wisps of hair that curled around her cheek.

His momentary freedom was curtailed before he could make a second attempt, and his arm was twisted behind his back, the honest pain of that almost in counterpoint to the now fading cramps that assailed him.

“I’m certain I can find a buyer for her,” Duneach went on. “Perfectly sweet little peach like that… with your good looks, your tenacity.” She raised an eyebrow, “She’ll fetch quite the price.”

“Liar!” he spat, desperation driving him toward a scenario where he didn’t have to face that reality. “You’re lying.  How do I know you even have her!”

“Oh, come now, Jefferson,” Duneach’s face creased in a frown that spoke of disappointment. “You know what we did to your sister-in-law and her husband. I know you do.  How could we not have Paige?”

“Prove it!” he spat. Somewhere deep inside, the investigator in him was surfacing through the fog of rage and pain. “Prove to me that you have her… that she’s still… alive.” He forced himself to speak the last word, not even wanting to think of any other possibility.

He held Duneach’s gaze, daring her, demanding her demise merely from the hatred pouring from his eyes. Duneach snapped her fingers at Jones.

Murmuring derogatory phrases under his breath, Jones pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. Jefferson watched his thumb move over each number of the keypad. Promising himself that one day, and soon, he would break every one of the bones in that thumb - and the other fingers for good measure. Jones put the call on speaker.

It rang once… twice…

Hello?

“He wants proof of life.”

"Bring the girl.” 

There was a pause, sound echoing - footsteps on concrete; heavy footsteps, and then lighter ones scuffing on the ground and the high pitched squeak of frantic breath. Pleading… a girls voice.

”Don’t please… I’ll be good… I promise I—”

”Your father wants to know you’re here.”

”Don’t let them hurt me!” Please don’t le—”

“Good enough,” Jones snapped, his thumb moving toward the button to disconnect the call.

“No!” Jefferson roared, redoubling his effort for freedom, this time lunging toward Jones. “Let me speak to her, let me—”

“…ddy!

The sound from the phone fell to silence, but Jefferson didn’t hear it. All he heard was the breathy weeping, the pleading… his failure choking him, bringing bile to his throat, as hot and burning as had been the pain that he realized was no longer ravaging his body.

“Let her go,” his ragged appeal fell into the silence of the room, as he sobbed in a paternal agony of failure. “For the love of God, just—”

“It’s really very simple, Jefferson,” Duneach answered, her voice laced with a kind of sarcastic sympathy that he knew only she had mastered. “So long as you co-operate, she will stay safe.” She crossed the room to where his discarded gun lay after West had kicked it aside and bending, picked it up, returning to him to hold it before him resting on the palm of her hand. “You’ve been so valuable. I can always use a man like you.”

She gave the barest of nods to the men that were holding him. Only his quick reflexes, bolstered by all of the adrenaline flowing through him allowed him to keep his feet and what speck of dignity he still had left. Everything in him screamed for him to reach out, snatch the gun, his mind - growing colder - calculating how many of them he could take out before they took him down, but…

Grace.

Slowly he reached out and took the weapon, checked the safety and carefully stowed it in the inside pocket of his jacket. He drew himself up, his eyes not truly seeing the scene playing out in front of him; his body felt little between the drug, and the emotion, and every moment of the last several minutes. When her hand pressed softly to his cheek he almost jumped.

“I feel such… regret… that you had to suffer this, Jefferson.” She wiped a thumb beneath his eye, swiping at the tears that were still falling, unheeded. “It’s just that… I need a man of your caliber; a man of your skills.”  She took a breath and then stood aside, signaling to Jones and the others to step aside as well, affording him a clear passage to the door. “Clean yourself up, and come back to me,” she instructed softly, adding an almost seductive, “…and no hard feelings.”