I am here to brag of my good luck and fortune.
Come January 1st and my New Years resolutions I... didn't have one. A week afterward, though, I did. Three of them:
1. Become a size 10-12 (where as I was a 16)
2. Clear skin
3. Move to California
Moving to California seems to going along so smoothly I'm just waiting for that big bad thing to come crashing down like they always seem to... but it's not. It seems like I'll be out of this place (Missouri/Hickville) in a good, oh, four to six months. Hurrah!
The clear sking thing is going along pretty well, but not as hot as it should, so there's some work...
However, at the beginning of January I picked up one of those flexible tape measure thing-a-ma-bobbits and measured my waist at about 42". I'd already set down the goal of going down a pant size every one and a half months (16, 15, 14, 13, etc.). Weighed myself in at about 209 or so forth or so on, and set myself to work at the gym near my place every day for an hour, sometimes more.
Since measuring myself in the beginning of January I have lost 4 1/2" off my waist, lost four pounds (officially), and am now fitting nicely in a pair of size 15.
And so, in my mind...
I am mighty.
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