New Years Evolution...
Close mouth, move body. Repeat.
It pains me to be just one of countless people climbing on the weightloss train I think I've always considered myself beyond fleeting attempts like the new years resolution. This is not true anymore. I'll paraphrase Pulp Fiction, that sting I feel, that's pride and it will pass, fuck pride.
I've hired a trainer, I've read a great book called the G.I. Diet (Glycimic Index). It has reiterated the knowledge I already have about what high glycimic foods do to people like me.
I'm heavy again. The heaviest I've ever been, it's a kind of weight that you feel in everything that you do. I can't imagine carrying around 50lbs in a satchel around my waist yet I carry the same amount around every day.
252lbs
I'm tired of it.
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