You can Die-it!

In my personal fantasy of myself I'm crazy fit and see drops of sweat sliding down my perfect lady abs after a strenuous work out. I eat small portions and I don't sound like I'm getting oral while going up a flight of stairs.

I tend to daydream A LOT.

I really wanna be a healthy hot babe. First healthy, then hot. Two of the biggest challenges in my life have been: Eating right and Exercise. If I was anything in my past life, I was a YO-YO. Not a gorgeous humming bird or cocker spaniel...a YO-YO.

Being overweight fucks with all sorts of things. Sex is one of them.

(*DISCLAIMER* If you are reading my blog and are related to me or know me, do not be surprised. I have sex. If I can stand by a belief and stand by it proudly, it would be that there is no greater gift in life, than that of an orgasm.) Anywhos...

Another would be my health. That one most importantly. I've been feeling sick lately. In pain, back hurts, stomach and arms are starting to look unattractive. It ain't looking like baby fat no mo lol I think my body may shut down one day if I don't end this now.

It's funny...I always think "If I find the perfect exercise shoes, I can totally do this!"

I don't wanna end this post with an overly worn out motivational phrase like: I can do this! or The time is now!
So I won't.

my ass fell asleep and the tingly sensation has traveled up my back. The End.