Partially inspired by a few bad pictures, partially inspired by a trip to the scale (followed by disappointment), and partially inspired by a friend's blog.... I need to do something.
I need to loose weight.
Like...15 pounds...and I wish that that shit would just slide off me into my pocket (which it has kind-of did...) and fall out of it somewhere in a busy area like the loop or central west end so that someone greedy will find it and pick it up and I'll never see it again.
Dangit, too bad that weight isn't 40 dollars.
I've been working out somewhat to practice for a marathon. Now, it's like, screw the marathon, I just wanna be able to run it. Yep.
Guess I will make friends with fruits, and veggies, and the Y.
argh.
I want to dye my hair.
So here's the deal...I'm not allwoing myself to change my hair color until I loose the fifteen pounds.
...and I really love changing my hair color...
Yep.
help.
Well then.
1 comment:
Good luck to you on your goal....I think you'll pull it off :)
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