Well readers, another week has passed, and I have lost another four pounds, which takes me to a grand total of 12 pounds lost. I've lost another inch to an inch and a half off of my circumferencial areas, and I'm feeling better than ever.
My clothes are starting to hang off me, which I have to say I totally love. My rings are starting to spin and slide, which makes me a little bit nervous since I recently accidentally found out how much one of them costs. Yikes is all I can say.
Anyway, life is good, I haven't felt better in years, I feel my muscles starting to show under my skin, I feel my ribs when I lay down, and I feel so strong. My push-ups are getting better, my sit-ups are getting better, I can do jumping jacks all day, and for the first time in a long time, I actually want to lace up my tennis shoes and run. I want to run like a Kenyan. Miles and miles. I used to run 16 miles a week, and I remember how free I felt, and I want it. I need to find my freedom again, so I can focus better in the rest of my life.
So much to do. SO MUCH!
Keep it real readers.
The random, often far-too-honest ramblings of everyone's favorite "chicken".
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