Another 2 months... Another 6 kg.
I've made it back to my all-time fat weight.
That's 176 lbs.
My clothes don't fit.
My body is weak.
My fitness is poor.
So why did I let myself get this way?
My sister had a mere 7 weeks left in Australia.
So I decided to let my health take a back seat...
Actually, I threw it out the bloody window!
We drank, ate, and watched TV.
But I really don't regret it, because the time I spent with my only sister was amazing.
We developed a bond that will never be broken.
But now she's gone. Back to the states.
And I'm ready to FIGHT!
At this weight, the most I can do is bloody walk.
I'll get on the bike as well.
One day at a time.