Over the past ten years
I have gotten lazier and lazier with the passing of each day and my weight is up
up and away...
I went to the doctor because of heart palpitations and my weight was two hundred and eighty seven pounds, what the hell. I knew my weight was climbing because of bread, sugar, and beer and I kept drinking and living off carbs until I could no longer comfortably fit into my twenty fours.
This weight has slowed me down in more ways than one, it affects my knees, my back, how well I can stoop or squat or get up and down or in and out of a chair or on and off the floor. Carrying this much weight was not a problem at first but as time passes it becomes less easy.
Since cutting back on bread and sugar I have lost twenty nine pounds. Pat myself on da back because I could not tell the difference and neither could my fat ass neighbor.
For about a year I stopped drinking beer but continued with the carbs like breads and sweets but because I'm a drunkard and had to feed my addiction I drank more liquor and did not loose any weight. Now that I have cut back on bread and sugar I have been loosing weight, but because liquor can and will make me especially hot and cause bad hot flashes at night I have started back drinking beer because I can drink more by volume unlike liquor. But beer bloats my stomach and makes me pea a lot so I can't wait until winter so I can do more liquor.
I try and walk for thirty minutes but can't seem to make it a habit and spoke to the doctor about it and he told me I don't have to walk thirty minutes at one time, just get some exercise in because of my sciatic nerve pain.
There is a hill in front of the house I can walk up and down once in the morning and again at lunch and again in the evening but because of my addiction to alcohol I don't have the energy. And because of depression I just don't seem to care, I mean I do care but I don't. Not to make excuses for my fat ass because I knew I was blowing up like a balloon but I kept on drinking and eating breads and sugary food until I damn near pass out trying to tie my shoes. I have tried cutting back on the alcohol but it want last long, if only I could do like the Queen and have no more than four drinks a day. Good luck with that...
I have to get motivated and get my fat ass off sim city and da tequila and exercise more. I have noticed when I simply drink less I feel better, but when I feel moody or sad and depressed I drink more and sometimes the side affects or hangover from the alcohol take away all my energy and leave me feeling tired...
I went to the doctor because of heart palpitations and my weight was two hundred and eighty seven pounds, what the hell. I knew my weight was climbing because of bread, sugar, and beer and I kept drinking and living off carbs until I could no longer comfortably fit into my twenty fours.
This weight has slowed me down in more ways than one, it affects my knees, my back, how well I can stoop or squat or get up and down or in and out of a chair or on and off the floor. Carrying this much weight was not a problem at first but as time passes it becomes less easy.
Since cutting back on bread and sugar I have lost twenty nine pounds. Pat myself on da back because I could not tell the difference and neither could my fat ass neighbor.
For about a year I stopped drinking beer but continued with the carbs like breads and sweets but because I'm a drunkard and had to feed my addiction I drank more liquor and did not loose any weight. Now that I have cut back on bread and sugar I have been loosing weight, but because liquor can and will make me especially hot and cause bad hot flashes at night I have started back drinking beer because I can drink more by volume unlike liquor. But beer bloats my stomach and makes me pea a lot so I can't wait until winter so I can do more liquor.
I try and walk for thirty minutes but can't seem to make it a habit and spoke to the doctor about it and he told me I don't have to walk thirty minutes at one time, just get some exercise in because of my sciatic nerve pain.
There is a hill in front of the house I can walk up and down once in the morning and again at lunch and again in the evening but because of my addiction to alcohol I don't have the energy. And because of depression I just don't seem to care, I mean I do care but I don't. Not to make excuses for my fat ass because I knew I was blowing up like a balloon but I kept on drinking and eating breads and sugary food until I damn near pass out trying to tie my shoes. I have tried cutting back on the alcohol but it want last long, if only I could do like the Queen and have no more than four drinks a day. Good luck with that...
I have to get motivated and get my fat ass off sim city and da tequila and exercise more. I have noticed when I simply drink less I feel better, but when I feel moody or sad and depressed I drink more and sometimes the side affects or hangover from the alcohol take away all my energy and leave me feeling tired...
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