Wednesday, January 18, 2006

It's just occured to me that since the accident, and being sick a whole week before the accident...

it's been five weeks since I worked out.

That makes me sad and angry. I was just starting to push into the low 170's with my body weight, and my body fat percentage hovered between eight and ten percent. Now I'm back down to the low 160's with a body fat of ten to fifteen percent. I look at my arms in the mirror and grimace. I am a toothpick again.

And those of you out there who struggle with being overweight, don't give me your sh*t. I don't want to hear anybody saying "I wish I had your problems." Some of us are too fat, some of us are too skinny. People on both ends of the spectrum have to deal with self esteem issues over it, so please don't trivialize mine.

Well, no more of this lazy crap! Today I am going to push myself way too hard. I'm going to work until I throw up.

When you consider how out of shape I am, that shouldn't take much.

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