If I win the lottery, first on my list is liposuction. Second, a cook. Third, a personal trainer. Because right now I'm feeling like that is the only way this fat will turn to fab.
In other news, Saturday I ran the Big Peach Sizzler with my friend Barbie. For her take on the event, click here. I'm too defeated and tired to even discuss this or the rest of my weekend which included cooking dinner for someone for the first time in my apt, a 21st birthday party and tailgating in a monsoon. I'll post about that later.
For now, let it be known that I am doing a poor person's diet and eating nothing...okay not exactly true but I wish my body would eat my fat and poop it out. Disgusting, I know.
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