It was embarrassing as hell to take a picture of this. I was one of those people. One of those people that take pictures of their workout at the gym. So as you can see below I didn't want to document my sweaty-ness inside the gym, I just waited until I got in the car.
Don't worry I already know the first thing that has popped in to your head - Damn this girl is sexy. How the fuck do I have a boyfriend?
And this is why I work out. Of course this whole bottle of champagne (which was consumed that night) has more calories than what I burned off at the gym, but who cares at least I finally made it to the gym. Progress. My end goal is to drop 40 pounds (HAHA). I'll keep ya'll updated with my weightloss goal, but probably not too often because this will be a slow process. Just know right know I've only lost two pounds and I had a donut for breakfast and chickfila for lunch.
Happy Friday Y'all!
It's finally the weekend - where there are no diets.
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