I don't see life in the same way as I did just 38 days ago. My life has taken on a whole new meaning, it's an uphill fight (on untrained feet) for refinement. The way I eat, sleep, my activities and exercise, what I read, who I communicate with are all impacted; there will be casualties however there will also be mini renaissances where the casualties seem minimal and the rebirth's exultant. In my most glorious gluttonous hour I did not feel this good (should have known then). So I have already suffered one casualty, (bows head) Gluttony has been eradicated; however sensible eating has been born.
I always assumed people were fat lard asses because of the way they ate. Ya' know, pizza, chips, beer, fried this and that, pastas, dessert and second helpings. While this remains true of why I maintained such a robust (growing) figure all of these years I now embrace the numerous other factors that can counter act being a Lard Ass for me. Like I said before I am no Diet Guru, nor do I claim to be. Hell I will leave that to the people who want to make money on late night infomercials and sell work out videos. But I do know what works for me. However, if I am going to make this continue to work I need to confess:
My Confession:Dear Baby Diet Jesus,