I was feeling quiet sorry for myself this morning. I've lost weight yes, but then I got lazy, stopped working out, and started eating starch. Well, I haven't gained any weight back, but I'm at 220, and I don't want to be here either, and I'm tired of me being such a big chicken and falling back to old ways. Well tha'ts it! Changes are going to happen, and this time I can't talk myself out of it, because I KNOW it works. I have no excuse. The only way I can really get this, this thing I want so badly, is I have to work for it. Nothing comes to you on a silver platter. As much as that would be nice. Food comes on a platter, you abuse it, and then bang, your obese. Well that's it. I don't have a chemical unbalance or a medical reason that I can't lose weight. And to be politically "correct", I'm not calling obese ugly. I'm calling it unhealthy, and I'm going to be done with it. Seriously, no more fucking around!
NO more plus size
NO more double chins
NO more undergarments to make me look thinner
NO more wasted time
Changes Baby!
Changes.....
NO more plus size
NO more double chins
NO more undergarments to make me look thinner
NO more wasted time
Changes Baby!
Changes.....
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