@johnnyhadac: Sausage egg & cheese wraps✅ Enjoy the recipe!⬇️ ▪️6 eggs ▪️2 cups egg whites ▪️24 turkey sausage ▪️6 low carb tortillas ▪️1/8 cup shredded cheese ▪️ 1 serving is one 1 wrap and the macros are 300 calories with 30 grams of protein Make sure to get the total weight loss E-cookbook for the huge discount on the hardcover coming in a few weeks! For over 300 macro friendly recipes, tip sheets for success, budget friendly grocery lists, and all of my simple expert tips - check out the Total Weight Loss Cookbook for everything you need to maximize your health and weight loss goals💪 #weightloss #weightlosstips #nutrition #health #mealprep #diet #food #fatloss #lowcalorie #lowcal #health #muscledummies #life #reelsofinstagram#reels #life #health #instareels #reelsofinstagram #fyp #totalweightloss

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1800bij
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400 degrees???
2024-11-24 18:45:40
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mermaid090
mermaid090 :
love it
2024-09-17 20:39:51
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nicolecramblett
NicoleCramblett :
What brand is that skillet! 😍
2024-09-09 16:38:35
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tas_routson
Tas Routson :
Those sir are not mission carb counter tortillas 🤔
2024-09-17 16:01:31
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tiktoksuxx
TikTokSux :
I feel called out on the Dunkin’ intro
2024-09-03 22:05:56
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jiangshxi
Nelijah :
Thank you for making these recipe videos 😭
2024-09-04 11:55:36
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dreamyblueeyes
Karen Miller :
Can you freeze these and can I scramble my eggs instead of baking them
2024-09-04 02:18:51
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elisastruthers
elisastruthers :
I love you!! Thanks for all your yummy, healthy recipes
2024-10-20 14:16:47
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2024-09-03 21:03:15
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