For three years I was the same weight. In three month I have gained TEN pounds. I went from (roughly) 126 to 136. I'd say that's a pretty major FAIL. My favorite skinny jeans don't fit, which means I can't even wear my favorite boots..because I only wear them with the pants!
I blame Danny for the weight gain. Which is funny because he blames me for his weight gain. All we do is eat out and drink. It's actually kinda sad if you think about it. But I keep saying "well..atleast we'll be fat and happy!" His come back, "they'll kick me out of the Marines."
Starting tomorrow...I will workout and eat right. My birthday is in eight weeks and my goal is to be my pre-Danny weight! Reasonable?
