30 Days

So my thirty days is up tomorrow. I gotta be honest, I'm slightly shocked at the new habits I've picked up. Eating normal food in human amounts, exercising etc. I feel 100% confidant I'll hit my goal by the end of the year. It's slow, but steady, which I guess is what they always say to do. I don't care about eating fast food again, I could go without it another month. Soda I could give a shit about. But you can bet your ass tomorrow I'm buying some egg foo young the size of my head :)

A WARNING:

I have begun to see muscles on my body that have been MIA since about 1990. First of all, muscles: welcome back. And yes, that OJ shit was whack. Second of all, LADIES: in about 2 months you're gonna wanna break up with your gentleman suitors, if only temporarily, and get a piece of some Xmastime. I'm picturing a lot of catfights; it could get ugly. Well. Not for me. And you ladies who will see me in August at the beach when I loll around with no shirt on....say hello to the King of the Beach. It's gonna be a good time to be Xmastime from here on out!