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I have always felt like the fat one and because of that, I have never been my real self because I am scared that people will make fun of that "fat chick."
See what I mean by deep?
We all hate to admit that we have a few (or a whole lota) extra pounds on us.
Either on our thighs, belly or arms.
Also known as, thunda thighs, muffin tops, or relief society jigs.
I went over to my sister and brother inlaws house last night and they got some awesome new additions to the house.
A gym!
My brother in law invited me to work out with him and I accepted.
I want to be down to 130 by September.
Lets specify that, September 2012.
That is in 7 months.
Who knows, I may be down to 130 sooner than that if I work out with my brother inlaw.
He's a boss!
I really am excited for this!
This will be a good thing for my brother inlaw and I.
I think it will help our relationship and I know I'll learn a great deal from him.
Wish me luck!
Dear Fat,
I'm not losing you, I'm getting rid of you. And I have no intention of finding you again. Never.
Goodbye.
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