The reasons I am doing this are twofold:
1.) People are frequently confusing me with a hippopotamus and it's getting embarrassing.
2.) I am ridiculously out of shape.
Seriously, it's ridiculous.
Six years ago, this is what a simple trip up the stairs looked like for me:
This is what it looks like today:
This decision could not have come at a worse time. Because my favorite season is here.
And what food goes best with football games? That's right. Junk food.
So instead of watching the game like this:
I'm watching it like this:
Yeah, it sucks. I keep telling myself the three pounds I've lost are totally worth it. But I'm starting to think they're totally not.
Each day this "healthy living" continues, the chances of someone getting stabbed increases tenfold. So, silver lining I guess. Or something. Whatever.