Friday, March 09, 2012
The one thing that forces me to acknowledge just how fat I've let myself get is shaving my legs. Every lump and bump, every bit I can't reach without major contortions or see reminds me that once upon a time, I did this 4-5x/week and it was a 15 minute ritual. The logical part of my brain tells me that I should use this as motivation, but at the moment I'm stuck on the disgusted part.
Gym, tomorrow. Right then.