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Here we are again. Another post about my thunder thighs. I'm not gonna write about how I'm starting a new regimen blah blah......Instead I'm going to write about how this post graduate life has affected my weight.
I've been out of school for about 34 some odd days and I've gained about 7-8 pounds. Months prior I was on this look better naked kick and I was working out all the time/watching what I ate. The Beyonce four pack was coming in just great. Lunges and squats became my best friends. I was on top of my game and then I wasn't. Graduation and anxiety about my future set in. Canes, Chipotle, Burger King and any fast food place in between now hang from my thighs and stomach. Saturday, I got the bright idea to weigh myself after eating a Whopper/fries/Sprite for dinner. Who does that? I know the right time a person should weigh themselves (upon waking up). I knew this and decided to hop on that scale anyway. I'm an evil self deprecating sadist. The scale read 193 lbs. *blink blink* Yall know I about toppled over. I have always felt three cupcakes away from 200 lbs. In that moment, 200 lbs wasn't so far away. I had visions of being the subject of one of those morbidly obese specials that TLC always loves to show.  I just couldn't believe it. Since graduating, I was working out but I was also eating like a savage! For instance, I had Chipotle three times in one week. O_o
The next day I regained my composure and weighed myself when I woke up. I was 188lbs. This time I didn't fall over. This was a number I could work with. Now I'm at least 4 cupcakes away from 200 lbs.
Let me say this, there is nothing wrong with 200lbs or with being a thicker woman. But this little colored girl aint about that life. I am convinced my thighs will forever touch but this gut has to go. Personally, I don't like the way my body looks. Let me rephrase, I don't like the layers of fat that have taken over my abdomen. -___-  I usually don't obsess over numbers but I can feel the weight. My clothes fit differently, if at all -__-
I'm twenty four. I should be basking in my twenty-four-dom. Smoking hot bod ((cc: Rihanna))no classes/no studying, abundant free time.....
Instead, I have decided to use said free time to eat everything in sight in effect ruining the smoking hot bod. See what I did there?

RT @tokenbeigechick I feel like I spend most of my life trying not to look fat.