I hit the road today.
Literally. With my feet. Because I’m sick of being a lardass.
I’m going to join one of those 24-hour no-commitment $9/month gyms – my neighbor goes every day, said I should go with him.
I’m gonna kick this thing in the posterior. My goal? Eventually, I’d like to get back down to 140 or so. I know carrying’s gonna be a pain once we start since I’m such a danged tubbo right now.
I’ve got a minimum of 40 pounds to lose. I’m gonna do this right. I’m not gonna quit.