Friday, February 03, 2012
Every moment is like a battle. My flesh wants to lay here and rot and my brain comes up with thousands of excuses why not to exercise. Something shook the shat out of me yesterday. Do you know what the number one sign you've had a heart attack is ? "Death" plain and simple.
I am 6ft 10 and about 470+ right now. I don't know any 36 year olds that can say that. I want to see 40 (save that this is 2012 end of the world stuff)
Everything is a mini hurtle. I had grilled bird for lunch, going to make wheat pasta for dinner and a light marinara. Not the best choice though at the moment with no cash and no food stamps, you make the best of what you've got and like that crappy rap songs says "WALK IT OUT".
Hope everyone is well, miss yall. - X