Do you know why if you pick your nose a lot it seems to get tighter and tighter and require more picking? It’s because the tissues inside your nose get swollen from being picked at. Don’t pick your nose.
192 this morning! TA DA!!!! Just 3 more pounds and I’m in the 180’s! My love handles have never looked flatter. I honestly don’t know how much more weight I need to lose to be supa sexy. I was thinking 185, but that’s only 8 pounds away. Maybe 180? That I can believe.
Man, 180 pounds. People will be all, look at that skinny fuck over there. All tight and lean and muscly. I’ll bet you he has no idea what it’s like to be 95 pounds overweight. Asshole.
I’m an undercover fat guy, infiltrating the skinny fucks.
Of course, If I continue to work out, and I will, I can prolly look forward to being heavier than 180. Maybe 190? I don’t know. I know I don’t wanna be a bulky muscle dude. But my bone structure is kind of wide and squat, so no matter how much weight I lose, I always look kind of big. I just want my arms big enough to match my wide flat torso.
Martial arts, that’s my dream. One day, when I have enough cash and free time. Maybe boxing too. I’m all for peace and meditation, but I want to know how to wail on people too.
Also, loose skin fucking sucks! WHY GOD WHY!?
I also don’t hate my stretch marks anymore. Battle scars in the war on eating shitty food.
By the way, my new strategy to avoid shitty food is to only eat out (of the house) on the 15th of the month. I recommend if you can that you immediately copy me in doing this. Fast food is delicious evil. And if you need motivation for avoiding it, go to Wal-Mart and just look at people. Try to catch them eating, it won’t be difficult. You’ll leave your car there and jog home.
Seriously, have you been outside lately? Every other person is fucking huge! Everybody’s fat, right down to the little kids. I see more fat people than skinny people, and I live in California, where healthy culture is king. I just wanna run up to these kids and knock the ice cream out of their hand screaming; “don’t do it, you have so much to live for!”
I’m reading this book called Fast Food Nation. It came out in 2001, so the stats are 10 years old. The book is kind of a boring read, not a lot of humor or entertainment, but those numbers get you attention in a big way. Check it out, if you can.