I’m fat. Yep, fat. Some would choose to say overweight, nope I’m fat.

I’ve added a new category to this blog——> Weight Stuff. I kinda borrowed the idea from B.Good *waving heeeeeeyyyyyyyyy*

I set out at the beggining of the new year, along with a billion other people, to get in shape!

Well, I’m in something, but shape, I wouldn’t call it.

I’m headed to Arkansas and it’s gonna be HOT this summer. And frankly, I’mma be hot and uncomfortable for awhile and I gotta live with that. I’m trying to find a way to be OK with my arms by then (tank tops galore). I’ve got a little over 6 wks to make some kind of improvement before I hit the Natural State.

See, my arms aren’t even my biggest issue, it’s my middle. I’ve got what the doctors call the X-factor. Meaning that because I carry all my weight around my stomach I’m at risk for heart disease and WILL have diabetes if I don’t do something about it. Now I’m hoping ya’ll got that, I WILL have diabetes, not if, but when. That’s not cool holmes.

So I think I’ll chart my progress in this category. I’mma actually let ya’ll know my weight *walking away to scale* *jeopardy music playing*

I’m back *drumroll please* 188.5 which is up 4 and half pounds since before I went to Arkansas (how da hello kitty you gone gain 4.5 pounds in 2 weeks…da hello kitty?)

So *raising bottled water* Here’s to improving before I get there and to becoming a gym rat *knocks back 8 oz*

Did I also mention I’m rapidly approaching my 23rd bday. Wouldn’t it just be marvelous if there were less of me?

Serenity