Alright so this is day one of my weight loss journey. I've decided to do something about my weight. I can't stand to see myself in the mirror anymore, I'm constantly comparing myself to others whom I think are about my weight and even looking at people and thinking "if only I was just that chubby" Its time to do something about it. MY wake up call came today, it was simple really I just thought "I'm 25 and all my young life is going to be spent fat. I'll never look slim, always have a chubby chin (or all 34 for that matter)" The worst is clothes.. I have a closet full of stuff that I've bought that just doesn't fit. I'll throw it up on top never to be seen again with the promise I'll loose weight eventually and wear them, cuz they are only a little tight. WELL not anymore! Those clothes will not be donated and they won't be thrown out. They'll be worn dammit! I'll wear holes in them all!!!
Today is the decision tomorrow comes the start. Heh, I'll get to sleep on it. It doesn't help that I'm suffering from a damned stomach ache. I've never figured out what causes them, I've likened them to birthing pains. And yes I can honestly say that. Anyways time for rest got a long day tomorrow.
