The Finish Line

Today is my final bootcamp weigh-in, measure, body fat test and photos. Can I hear a "Hell Yeah!" from the crowd please? I'm counting down the desperate, waterless (I'm dehydrating for photos), uneneding hours. And tonight, I vow to eat a normal dinner. No chicken. No spinach. No gagging down the 3 servings of vegetables on my plate. And I might even go crazy and eat some carbs with it. Look out world, because this is almost over. (And then I wake up and remember the 12 remaining pounds I have to lose, but I'll worry about that again in a few days)