UPWARD DOG

So, I've told you, I’m fat. Way fatter than I’ve ever been. It’s really uncomfortable. I don’t like it, I want it to go away, I’ve kicked up my work out routines to everyday no matter what, I HATE IT, But I’m doing this pretty much solo with no trainer. I do have an accountability partner with whom I share my antics with and she gives me kudos and now I’ve asked her to help me with a grocery list, mostly vegetarian. I’ve learned that I need to eat at least every 3 hours, but low carb high protein. I barely eat 3 meals a day. It seems so backwards to me. But who am I anyways?

Today I farted in Yoga class, LOUDLY. I’m trying not to take myself so seriously, but I FARTED.

I’m tired of dieting shit and exercising shit, I think I just want to go to sleep now make it all go away, Cat naps are good for you. Just not sure I'll ever get over being "That person" in Yoga class. Oh well, love me or leave me. Fart away...