! trANNsformation BaBy !

well it’s Sunday night and I have to be honest -

I haven’t done SHIT for the past 4 days and I’m fortunate to have a Workman’s Comp neck appointment tomorrow morning for the MD visit (5 minutes tops) and the accupuncture dude.

I have been nothing but lethargic during this vacation time and honestly - something has got to give.

Now quite by accident last night I was washing my hands in the movie theater restroom when I looked up and noticed a very broad back in the mirror.  I was taken by surprise when I realized that the lilac clad giant was none other than yours truly.  Shit, that was way scarier than the stupid Paranormal movie that I went to see with a few pals.

My goodness I thought as I turned from right to left to take it all in.

Is that me?

Shit, that can’t be me.  I don’t look this bad from the front.

Fuck, that’s me alright.

Damn ain’t she a biggun!

Fuck.

This is rather depressing.

I gave it once last look and sauntered out of the restroom.

I thought about it all the way home.

I thought about it today while I lay on my couch ALL DAY.

I’m thinking about it as I get ready to go to bed.

Fuck.

Something has got to be done about this.

I can’t believe I have the audacity to think that I wasn’t THAT bad.

Yikes.

Harsh.

VERY harsh.

Now a plan must be formulated.

That also fucking sucks.

Being fat sucks.