I'm still chugging toward a weight-loss goal that is seeming nigh impossible at this point. As I speak (type?), I am 80 pounds from my goal. To meet my goal that would be an average of 13+ pounds per month. Assuming that my goal in this whole endeavor is to become healthier I think cutting that much weight per month might be just as unhealthy as being a walking behemoth. Alas, I shall stumble forth on my quest for purchasing my garments at a fine retail establishment, rather than a catalog for shapely individuals.
Here's the latest weigh in numbers:
04/11/11 309.6 (Small improvement from the last weigh-in)
04/13/11 311.8 (Rapid-fire weigh-in FTL)
04/17/11 309.4 (Then again, more numbers means more chances for success?)
04/30/11 309.0 (At this rate, I'll hit 300 sometime during Sasha Obama's 3rd term)
05/18/11 310.8 (Three weeks later....)
05/25/11 306.2 (Shit got real. This is my true beginning) (#existentialism)
05/29/11 305.4 (NUMBER GO DOWN!!) (The Hulk wrote that synopsis)
05/31/11 303.0 (FAT BAD!!!!) (Tarzan this time) (R.I.P. Phil Hartman)
06/06/11 302.6 (Still headed in the right direction)
06/08/11 301.8 (At this point, I really need to think of a name for myself after 300)
That's it. I'll check back in after a few more weeks after I inexplicably reverse course and start my journey toward the Fattest Man Alive crown.
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