Fatty
Tomorrow is the first day of a twenty-one week you-should-really-do-something-about-how-tubby-you-are weight loss challenge thing at work. There are about eight or nine of us in my department who are on a team and we will be competing against other teams from all over the state.
A year and a half ago I looked like this.
I now look more like Jabba The Hut.
In that picture I think I probably weighed about 190. I now weigh 223. My goal is to lose two pounds a week for twenty-one weeks. That will get me closer to my ideal weight. My plan is to eat nothing but straw and drink nothing but black coffee. That should do it.
Wish me luck.
What’s with Johnsons and moles? Seriously. I’m tired of mine. I’ve got one of those stinking head moles right where my hair naturally parts.
These genes give me moles, “plump”-ness, and a college drop-out mentality. AND NO CHEST HAIR!
What’s up with that?!
These genes got me a hot wife and a rock band. I’ll keep ‘em.