i was up last night ironing [no, not for me, for my daughter, i`m firmly of the if it can`t be worn out of the wash then it should be, i loathe ironing]. when i was finished i had a back pain at which point i realised i need to creeping up to the 300lb mark again. that`s not good. most of the weight i`ve put on in the last 7 years is on my upper body. i got the back pains to prove it. my lifestyle is too sedentry. i can make all the excuses i want about the gym but at the end of the day, i need to work on losing this weight.
i don`t feel comfortable with it. i need to do something about it for me. not for the fuckwits that are quick to point out how much weight i`ve put on since they`ve seen me last [if you were a friend you`d see me on a regular basis], always quick with suggestion with what i should do. fucking idiots. do i care what you think? no [well maybe a little if it irritates me this much]
i`m not particularly thin skinned but people that don`t know me, harping about my fucking weight and how i dress piss me to fuck off. i dress how i please because i can. i can work whatever i`m wearing. from dirty jeans, to a suit, to a skirt.
time for me to get to work.
