I was trapped in a McDonald's and refused to eat the food. They should put that bathroom in horror movies. If the lights were out I would have screamed like a bitch. Don't judge me.
I got one look like Zoolander. I have this thing where whenever I'm suppose to smile, I look like I just got out the bathroom. If you know a smileologist let me know.
One day at a time
I was close to reaching 300 pounds. I reached my goal of 220 but was unsatisfied with my results. I'm not going to lie, I expected my gut to disappear. I expected a six pack. Hell, at least a four pack. I am stronger and faster but still not where I want to be. So what else can I do except move forward.
I follow the Dolce Diet Principles by Mike Dolce. In the near future I'll be releasing my own content concerning weight loss.