I am a human vacuum cleaner. The last two, alright more like four weeks, I have been devouring everything in my path. I’m just going to say I was on drugs, that’s right drugs, the dopamine made me do it.
I feel like eating 3 of these. All I want are tasty, tasty, MSG filled Filet O Fish burgers from McDonald’s. There is nothing quite like the soft bleached white bun, processed cheese, hoki fillet mashup with tartare sauce.
This morning has been one of reflection on the person I used to be, and the person I am striving to become. It has been 8 days since I have wholeheartedly dedicated myself to this path of improved health and fitness and almost 2 months since I decided things had to change, my attitude being the top priority.
If you have never been fat, you will not understand what it is like to miss certain things that a skinny person takes for granted.
Milli Vanilli sum up my personality best with their lipsynched, hit song of the 80’s ‘All or nothing’ or AON for short. That’s how I roll, with everything that I’ve got to give or in some situations nothing at all.
Body elitism is rife within the world of fashion. Thin women are perceived as being more beautiful and touted as possessing the ‘ideal’ female figure while larger women are generally looked upon with distaste and at times revulsion.
I’m ravenous for table tennis, fitness and nutrition. 😉