P90-Fuck me

So, Gary, my roommate has finally gotten me to work out with him. OMFG!! That P90X is a bunch of shit. I got my ass handed to me on a platter. I finished it, thought that I was going to puke, but I finished it. Apparently this was the hardest workout in the program. Why he chose this one for me to start on, I have no idea. I am a fat and lazy slob. Seriously. I mean, I could be worse, but that is how I see myself.

Today I weighed myself. I am the fattest that I have ever been. I am at a whopping 196lbs! I know I know, that ain't so bad. Well it is for me. Granted, I have never had a body that anyone coveted. I have always had a beer gut. My mother has pics of me when I was 4 or 5 wearing only a pair of jean cutoffs, and I even had a beer gut then. Now it's just bigger and hairier. Plus I have a set of tits to match it. Well I am painting a really nasty pic. But that is how I see myself. I suppose that is why I agreed to do this P90X stuff in the first place.

I took a couple of pics right after I was done, when I was getting ready to jump into the shower. If I can figure out how to put them on this post, I will post them for you.

Okay, so that wasn't so hard. Just had to email them to myself and press a button. God I am so disgusting without clothes and a hat on. But that is going to change. Hopefully.

Oh, btw, I am going on week two of no smoking. I hope I don't start that one back up. Don't get me wrong. I love smoking. I miss smoking. I'm not even really sure why I really quit. Everyone knows that it wouldn't be for health reasons because I don't really have anything to live for. accept for maybe to finish my book, which I have just started writing.

Well anyways, I have to go. I have to eat now, after that work out, I am famished.