Is there any greater pleasure, late in the afternoon, than peeling fibers of low-grade mozzarella from a waxy chode of cheese?
I think not.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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I was born a skinny chick, and will in all likelihood, die a skinny chick. I'm working towards a body re-comp, such that I don't end up skinny-fat and with major back pain like me mum. I've never dieted or worked towards a different physical aesthetic before, and it's HARD. Thoughts and progress, here.
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