So I don't myself have a scale, but my parents certainly do, and I went to their house for dinner today. So in the three months of smoking cessation, paired with actual exercise, I managed not only to not gain weight, but to drop ten pounds. I've got a lot left to go, but I'm still pretty fucking psyched.
Step by step I'm wrenching my life from the jaws of suckitude!
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