No More Fast Food
Today is the day that I finally say goodbye to my good friend the Big Mac. One of my worst habits is whenever I'm hungry I bust a move down to a drive through instead of just cooking something myself (or opting for the much healthier sub). This decision impacts more than myself now that I spend most of my days with my son. I don't need to be turning him into a fast food addict and a virtual fat ass like dear old dad. Also, I have not seen the inside of a gym in over a year, so adding on the pounds while doing nothing to work it off is really a bad decision. At 35 I don't exactly have the metabolism to burn this shit off anymore by just standing there.
So today I say goodbye to that creepy clown and his army of tasty, tasty food. I will truely miss our drunken 4am visits.
The clown may be creepy, but it is the Colonel, with his wee beady eyes that I fear....
ReplyDeleteYou'll probably do this one tiny thing and lose 20 lbs. Sigh.
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