I've been meaning to measure my progress exercise wise. I weight appropriately 262 pounds.
Height-5' 5"/Waist- 37"/ Chest- 47"/ Shoulders- 56"/Hip- 47.25" Left Thigh- 30", Right Thigh- 29.8" Calves- 17", Ankles-10.9" Forearms- 12.8", LB -17.5" RB- 17" Wrists- 7.2"
Neck-19"
Torso sits at about 49" when I am not sucking in. It's muscle... I know... and it still makes me look fat, thank you noticing. Particularly in clothes. These love handles were what messed up that calculation... I'm done. I'm sorry for the excuse, I know, I'm trying, thank you for-your-concern.
Besides my huge stomach and my fat face I'm pretty freaking thrilled. I'm proud of myself. More important than anything, I've been feeling much better, which is nice.
I need to lose another 40ish pounds of fat. I'm "Supposed" to weigh no more than 150. Which is a "normal" chart for people with different bodies. F that thing.
I started this on my Facebook but no one on Facebook likes to like my shit unless its sappy. They certainly aren't trying to like the things I think are neat or validating and I am talking about my Family, yes, and old friends, yesss, who never like my shit even though I'm commenting on theirs. I don't even care. I literally only got the damn thing to help with my comedy connections, which has been worth it for the most part, I DO NOT LIKE FINDING OUT ABOUT DEATHS ON FACEBOOK. WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT NONSENSE IS THAT?! ONE WAS MY STEP-MOTHER! THAT IS FUCKED. Twice. It happened twice already. You don't know me, I will take my shit elsewhere. Deleted.
I love everyone, I just hate that social media has made us worse at communication instead of better.
So they don't get the good news tonight.
This is My Place and here we are happy for each other.
I'm molting. You guys know he's molting? Because he is Molting.
...Molting.
I have had to work SO hard for SO long because I slacked off for about a year and a half. 7 months just to get back to "kinda okay" with weight to lose and muscle to gain. -Fuck- Me- -Running. It's alright. I'm so effing ready. Show me what you got.
DAMN I hope the world doesn't blow up before I can get my freak back on (and this time forever). This one will be good I think... Just... trying not to lose my hair. I think I'll be alright. If it does go my head is cute. A bitch would rather have hair though.
I am WAY overdue on reading here.
Do the best you can. Be yourself. You're fantastic.
Tonight's Episode will be one I have not figured out yet....
*** Hold please
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