I so blew my diet this week. Just got depressed, lazy, and psyched out. Tomorrow is my weigh-in day and I’m thinking of just skipping it.
I got to get my head back into the game here. Because I can’t stay being this out of shape and the extra pounds. It would be nice to be able to wear my shorts again.
One fun fact: despite this, a guy at a gas station told me that I “have the body of an angel”. If you can’t believe guys hanging at gas stations, whose word can you believe?