This sure as hell ain’t water weight

You guys, you all know how much I love to eat. I can’t shut up about it. I blog about it. I vox about it. I text about it. I talk about food constantly. I just.. It’s become a problem. I’m not exaggerating. Blah blah lei you’re fine you look skinny blah blah. No I am not. I got a gut for days. The skinny is an illusion. It’s called chicken legs and long hair. That shit deters.

I didn’t realize how much of an issue this has become until I went to H&M yesterday to get cheap skinny jeans since the one pair I had ripped in unfortunate places. I came to find out that not only my normal size but also the size higher did not fit me. M*ther F$@%*r.

You’re right. This is not good.

So what I did after I left H&M and I found myself hungry was yelp a healthy place to eat. No pizza. No burgers. None of that. My heart was conflicted but it knew I needed to start making a change.

I found an awesome place off 72nd and Amsterdam called Communal and had myself a kale salad with pomegranate dressing, an apple, arugula, and mozzarella chicken sandwich and an acai smoothie. 




I feel like this is a great start. It’s like the lbs are already melting off of me.


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