She Bop, He Bop, A We Bop

There is something to be said about the weight loss effects of Zoloft when a person first starts using it. Sure, the work out routine that I had previously started has completely gone out the window, but the explosive diarrhea, acid belly heartburn, and inability to eat has more than made up for that in the calories in vs. calories out department.

As of this morning I am down to 169 lbs.

Gimme that Z….O.L.O.F.T

It’s almost been an entire month since I’ve posted. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not. Some of the darkness has subsided and I’m starting to feel a smidge better with “mother’s little helper” (more on that later) so I guess things are looking good!

I decided to lose some of the “Comfy Justin Flubber” I seem to have gained since January. It’s that gooey midsection area that only comes from eating sandwiches, drinking beer, and having the sex in bed with the person you love. We’ve all been there and I regret nothing. Now that he’s gone though, I gotta try and get in shape. Not just to get my sexy bod back, but also for hiking/health purposes.

I’m ashamed to admit this but I get winded really easily.

I’m a fatty McButterpants.