After nearly 8 months of hiding from the scale, I’ve finally faced my fear. As opposed to my previous post of 96, I’ve gained… 7 pounds.
103 Lbs. 46.7 KG.
Honestly, I feel like shit.
But I’m taking it better than I thought I would.
I guess this just means that I have to restart my vigorous diet/exercise routine again. I’ll lost those pounds, I know I can. Key is to stay optimistic!
Flash wants to be a better lover
own a vacation home
Get out more
graduate from college
build furniture
get rid of stuff i don't need
Write my name in wet cement
wake up when my alarm clock goes off
Create my own techno music
write and publish a book
work for vogue magazine
Quit Smoking
perform surgery
make better use of my time
speak Italian fluently
Visit Prague
spend less time screwing around on the web
Stan England wants to Complete "The Artist's Way"
become passionate about something
Stop buying things tested on animals
takemebowling wants to start doing yoga again
move out of my parents' house
have a one night stand
be an inspiration to someone
learn to sing
