Low carb sucks balls. I'm done with it. We are done. D-U-N!
Bread, fruit and ice cream have to be in my life; I can't live with out them. They are part of my soul and my essence.
Only fat people dream about food, and a few days ago I had that dream. In the dream (super vivid btw), I was at a newly opened dunkin doughnuts here in minnesota. While I was looking at all wonderful flavors I could choose from, I saw a vanilla cream doughnut that had its jelly oozing out like a throbbing heart. Then I woke up and remembered that there were no dunkin doughnutz franchise stores here in Minnesota and this made me a sad panda. I was sad like a sad person that eats an entire box of chocolates on Valentine's day because life is like a box of chocolates: full of terrible hardships and bitter acquaintences.
I was at a newly opened Trader Joe's today (like a Whole Foods but hipper), and there were plenty of rich soccer moms in there familiarizing themselves with their new territory. I got some pumpkin pie sample and it was astoudingly magnificent in every way I could possibly think of. AND I'm serious when I say it was some damn good pumpkin pie because my taste buds were amused.
Anyway, I'm gonna really try to workout like two hours a day and train my body hardcore. I need to start losing weight consistently and I'll push my body like a spartan if I have to.
Bread, fruit and ice cream have to be in my life; I can't live with out them. They are part of my soul and my essence.
Only fat people dream about food, and a few days ago I had that dream. In the dream (super vivid btw), I was at a newly opened dunkin doughnuts here in minnesota. While I was looking at all wonderful flavors I could choose from, I saw a vanilla cream doughnut that had its jelly oozing out like a throbbing heart. Then I woke up and remembered that there were no dunkin doughnutz franchise stores here in Minnesota and this made me a sad panda. I was sad like a sad person that eats an entire box of chocolates on Valentine's day because life is like a box of chocolates: full of terrible hardships and bitter acquaintences.
I was at a newly opened Trader Joe's today (like a Whole Foods but hipper), and there were plenty of rich soccer moms in there familiarizing themselves with their new territory. I got some pumpkin pie sample and it was astoudingly magnificent in every way I could possibly think of. AND I'm serious when I say it was some damn good pumpkin pie because my taste buds were amused.
Anyway, I'm gonna really try to workout like two hours a day and train my body hardcore. I need to start losing weight consistently and I'll push my body like a spartan if I have to.