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Billybananahead
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Thing is, I didn't WANT any more food. I was so miserable I couldn't bring myself to eat.
Training was bizarre. Metabolic poison, right? That meant that cardio was out of the question. Walking to class was like the Bataan Death March; how the fuck was I supposed to hit the treadmill? Oddly, my strength levels didn't drop. I was moving decent weight, for me at that time, at the same volume.
And all the while, the weight was dropping off of me.
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