I tipped the scales at over 260lbs this morning. I need to exercise more. I need to eat less. I need to find the motivation to do these things. I was hoping going to Florida in August would help with that, but alas, all I want to do right now is sit on my ass and eat chocolate.
And it's not just any ass that I'm sitting on at home. Nope, it's a FAT ASS!
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I can so relate to this sentiment. I know what I need to do, yet I remain glued to whatever piece of upholstered furniture I'm currently perched on. Then I feel guilty because I haven't gotten my lazy ass up. Then I feel like WTF? Why?
I'm with ya, but I have no useful advice. Just sympathizing.
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