I am going to eat SO MUCH in Russia though

So after shenanigans in Greece and being obsessed with the amazing new Chinese takeaway nearby and my boring desk job where stulching on biscuits and carrot cake is the only way to alleviate the monotony (well, that and writing slashfic in wordpad), I could feel the creeping weight. You know what I mean, the clothes feeling a little bit snug, the puffy face... capped by the scales giving me a nice surprise!reading.

Hell, no. I will not go back to my pre-Japan weight. Besides, if I'm having to jump through so many hoops just to get to Russia, then I'm making sure I'm not tearing up every photograph I'm in.

So it's been back down to the 1300kcal extravangza for me. It was a struggle to eat as many calories as that in Japan. In Europe, it's a struggle to eat anywhere as little as that a day. One stupid little sausage roll: 320kcal. A portion of chips = out, unless I want to eat nothing but an orange for the rest of the day. Hmph. I have miso soup (18kcal!) when I feel peckish between my tiny meals and I'm eating a lot more fresh fruit and vegetables, yay.

Let me tell you, internets. It sucks being 5'2 and small-boned. If I so much look at a piece of cake, I balloon.

On top of that, I've been cycling daily .Sometimes it's as little as two miles, but it's uphill so I'm all cursing and angry by the time I've finished. And the scales are all, 'well done! You've lost 7lbs in the past two weeks!'

1. Ridiculous and ~unsafe~ 

2. It can't be muscle, right? I'm not starving myself (1300kcal isn't starving) and my legs feel all strong and stuff

3. Water weight, right? But if it is, it's still weight that shouldn't be there and I really do have a problem with water retention. So fuck you, water. I'm claiming my 7lbs. And stay out.