I’ve been oh-so-happy these past three months. I may have no money, no “real” job (yet 3 jobs to help pay my bills), but life has been pretty easy going. And this may be in part due to my fantastic boyfriend. I’ve been so happy, that within the 3 months that I’ve been dating Rob, I’ve gain at least 12 pounds! Yeap! 12 pounds of fat!!
After my last relationship came to a close (finally) in February, after all the stress and depression, I was sitting pretty at 122 pounds. Nice time to pick up a new beau, right? Thank goodness Rob is a great catch. I warned him that when I get happy, I eat, and gain weight. Jokingly of course…I never actually thought I would let myself gain too much weight. Well, ladies and gents… I am 138pounds!! I almost think that this is the heaviest I’ve ever been…. But the strange thing is… Now that I am getting older I carry the weight nicely… but I don’t care. My ass is still big enough that I had to purchase a new pair of jeans just so I can fit into a pair of pants…. Yeah…I think that’s why I’ve been in such a foul mood for the past week…just coming into the realization that I have not been taking care of myself…. So time to do something about it…. Any encouragement would be fabulous.
So today is Friday, August 06, 2010 and I am starting my fitness plan at 138lbs. My goal is to get back down to 125. Wish me luck!
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