I have managed to sucker her into "beating the pudge" this year! I know she has "no resolutions" but this is more a lifestyle thing anyways right?! Or even a test of determination, if you will. Now, I myself have been struggling with my weight for a good portion of my 23 years on this planet that is slowly getting fatter, one Mc.Dick meal at a time. So this year i decided to put a foot hold in and say: "ENOUGH IS FREAKING ENOUGH?!" To look that fat girl right square in the eyes and say "LEAVE!" I am tired of being tired, i'm tired of worrying about what will happen if i don't change how i'm living right now and above all else i'm just tired of carrying the extra Eschelle that i seem to have acquired. Do you blame me? I know a lot of you are probably in the same boat, just tired and upset. It is amazing how the extra weight can actually mess with your motivation to do things such as; going out with friends, dancing, wearing the clothes you like etc..
Aren't you tired of trying to find something that fits?! Something that looks as nice on you as it does on the manikin even if the the stupid thing has the waist the size of your thigh. I want to leave the store, not in tears but with a smile on my face cause i found something decent to wear that wasn't pajama pants or yoga pants. Not that i don't like yoga pants but i think the rule should be that you have to actually do yoga and i don't. Everytime i put them on i can hear them mocking me saying; "you don't look like you do yoga, you don't think you're fooling people do you??!" It is amazing how rude a pair of pants can be, sometimes even cruel if you will... those are hte times of course you're lying down to get them done up.
So with that said and with the fact that I know i have suckered this darling girl into my web of weight loss and mutual suffering, i wanted you to join us. Cheer us on, heck just wallow in our sadness when we fail.
So join me as i turn this:
|That's right, that's me when i was 18! Just a few months before i got pregnant with my first.|