Monday, April 11, 2011
Last night I started crying. I can't believe I let myself get as big as I am now. I let four years of my life go. I've went up 6 pant sizes over four years. I want to lose weight. I desperately want to. I don't own any in home trainer workout systems nor can I afford one. I don't want to look like a whale when I'm in my 20's. I want to stop eating altogether but that's not healthy. I would walk around my neighborhood once a day or go for a jog but I have no one to go with. I feel uncomfortable in my own skin. I don't have enough motivation to make myself stop. But I think cutting fast food out completely will fix SO much. I need to eat smaller proportions. Instead of normal lays chips, baked. Instead of a peanut butter sandwich, half. Instead of coke, water. Play around with the cats and chase them around. That's better than sitting on your ass all day. I want people to envy me. Don't eat until your full, eat until you had enough. If you're not doing anything on your feet, eat less carbs.
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