Oh God it hurts...
Just got done with my work out. My thighs are ticking.
My chest muscles are on fire.
My back is killing me.
I'm sweaty and stinky.
But it'll be worth it in the end.
I want to be skinny again. Not model skinny, but comfortable in my own skin kinda skinny.
I want that confidence back. I want to feel sexy again.
And when/if Mike ever asks me to marry him... I REFUSE to be a fat bride.
REFUSE.
I didn't have a choice the first time. I'm not going to do it again.
I want to be the kind of woman he can be proud of. I want him to be able to say "this is my wife, and she's fucking hot."
I want him to not be able to keep his hands off me again.
So the pain, the soreness, the fatigue, the bruising, it's all worth it.
Every last bit.
Off to shower before he gets home.
We got hell's kitchen to watch
/peace
My chest muscles are on fire.
My back is killing me.
I'm sweaty and stinky.
But it'll be worth it in the end.
I want to be skinny again. Not model skinny, but comfortable in my own skin kinda skinny.
I want that confidence back. I want to feel sexy again.
And when/if Mike ever asks me to marry him... I REFUSE to be a fat bride.
REFUSE.
I didn't have a choice the first time. I'm not going to do it again.
I want to be the kind of woman he can be proud of. I want him to be able to say "this is my wife, and she's fucking hot."
I want him to not be able to keep his hands off me again.
So the pain, the soreness, the fatigue, the bruising, it's all worth it.
Every last bit.
Off to shower before he gets home.
We got hell's kitchen to watch
/peace