I had my yearly physical this week. My doctor, in the most diplomatic, but pointed, way possible, reminded me that I am obese. She elaborated to say that while I am in fine health, I can no longer rely on good luck and good genes to keep me healthy. I’m going to have to take care of myself.
I have always fantasized about being trim, though not enough to make it happen. I’ve run out of time to do it voluntarily.
One really great thing, and SS has helped with this a lot, is I already feel sexy naked. I’m not everyone’s taste but I won’t be when trim either so it’s irrelevant what size I am. I’m sexy now and I’ll be sexy then.
Ok, enough chatter. I’ve got to go burn some calories driving steel rods into the hard, hard ground. Wanna watch?
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