never trust a man without a horribly embarrassing secret
I'm really going to try to make this interesting for you guys.
Yesterday, I went to Conneaut Lake Park with Brendan, and our friends Pat, Tom, Mike, and Mike's girlfriend Kristy. It was great, we saw the toboggan ride, the devil's den, the witch's stew, and their infamous wooden coaster, the Blue Streak!
Oh yeah, and it's all abandoned.
Totally abandoned.
(That is a link.)
Here's some pictures Brendan and Mike took:
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And so I move on.
There's something that I've been in denial over, and it's been going on since about this time last year. And I've finally decided to accept it and take care of it.
I got fat.
Not like, fatty-fatty-fat, but definitely gained about 20 lbs. And I totally know why.
When shit went down between me, Brendan, and Alan, I lost it. I was constantly late for work, hardly got sleep, and stopped doing school work completely. I was a wreck. And, of course, that all subsided after the mess was finally dealt with (for the most part). But I think I just lost it a little bit; I stopped giving a shit about how much I ate, when I ate, if I got any exercise at all - I was just happy to have lived through everything.
So, over the past year, I just think I've stopped maintaining myself as well as I could or should be. It's like...I don't want to be a Dawn, y'know? I hope I'm nowhere near that status yet, but it would only take one landslide to get there. I want to be cautious.
And frankly, I want to be able to want to be in pictures again. There was a time not so long ago that I really liked being in pictures because I thought I looked good. And over the last year, Brendan has supported me in everything, from the times when I thought "Hey, maybe I should work out more," to the times when I thought "Hey, I'm gonna eat an entire cheesecake by myself".
Well...I don't think it was that bad. But pretty damn close.
Also, going to bars. Definitely fattening.
So, some goals:
-Eat healthier
-Eat earlier
-Smoke way less
-Play DDR like all the time
-Lay off Dr. Pepper
-go UE-ing more often
-when bored; exercise
I think, over like a month, I should be able to lose at least 10 lbs just by doing this shit.
But to KEEP doing it, I'm gunna need to start posting in this thing everyday. Because the thing that made me really realize this was stupid pictures on facebook, and me being embarrassed about them. So if I feel like people are going to watch me either succeed or fail, fuck it, I'll be more likely to succeed.
Here's that goddamned picture:
So yeah, everybody look at that. I weigh somewhere around 160-165 pounds. I'm 5"4'. I am a size 13 jeans. I've got a problem.
Yesterday, I went to Conneaut Lake Park with Brendan, and our friends Pat, Tom, Mike, and Mike's girlfriend Kristy. It was great, we saw the toboggan ride, the devil's den, the witch's stew, and their infamous wooden coaster, the Blue Streak!
Oh yeah, and it's all abandoned.
Totally abandoned.
(That is a link.)
Here's some pictures Brendan and Mike took:
1
2
3
4
5
And so I move on.
There's something that I've been in denial over, and it's been going on since about this time last year. And I've finally decided to accept it and take care of it.
I got fat.
Not like, fatty-fatty-fat, but definitely gained about 20 lbs. And I totally know why.
When shit went down between me, Brendan, and Alan, I lost it. I was constantly late for work, hardly got sleep, and stopped doing school work completely. I was a wreck. And, of course, that all subsided after the mess was finally dealt with (for the most part). But I think I just lost it a little bit; I stopped giving a shit about how much I ate, when I ate, if I got any exercise at all - I was just happy to have lived through everything.
So, over the past year, I just think I've stopped maintaining myself as well as I could or should be. It's like...I don't want to be a Dawn, y'know? I hope I'm nowhere near that status yet, but it would only take one landslide to get there. I want to be cautious.
And frankly, I want to be able to want to be in pictures again. There was a time not so long ago that I really liked being in pictures because I thought I looked good. And over the last year, Brendan has supported me in everything, from the times when I thought "Hey, maybe I should work out more," to the times when I thought "Hey, I'm gonna eat an entire cheesecake by myself".
Well...I don't think it was that bad. But pretty damn close.
Also, going to bars. Definitely fattening.
So, some goals:
-Eat healthier
-Eat earlier
-Smoke way less
-Play DDR like all the time
-Lay off Dr. Pepper
-go UE-ing more often
-when bored; exercise
I think, over like a month, I should be able to lose at least 10 lbs just by doing this shit.
But to KEEP doing it, I'm gunna need to start posting in this thing everyday. Because the thing that made me really realize this was stupid pictures on facebook, and me being embarrassed about them. So if I feel like people are going to watch me either succeed or fail, fuck it, I'll be more likely to succeed.
Here's that goddamned picture:
So yeah, everybody look at that. I weigh somewhere around 160-165 pounds. I'm 5"4'. I am a size 13 jeans. I've got a problem.