This is not how I expected to spend my 20s.
Fifty pounds overweight and too out of shape to comfortably ride a bike around the block.
I've gotten to where I can't stand being in public without a jacket zipped up past my belly to stop getting pregnancy comments. I have dreams in which my largest pants are stretched to near bursting. I no longer go out because the thought of dressing up and possibly being caught in friend's photos is too depressing. My days are too often spent hermitting chatting on the computer and watching Netflix as an escape from reality (damned tech addictions).
I just can't live like this anymore.
Towards the end of May is the Burning Flipside event. I'm giving myself until then to lose 30lbs and get in shape. That's nearly 100 days. At a healthy weight loss of 2lbs a week it's just enough time to reach my goals. But that also gives me no time to spare. So no more excuses. No more sitting on my ass watching it get fatter.
In 100 days I want to be able to throw my fat pants into the fire on burn night.
This blog will hopefully help keep me accountable and on track.