Ok, so I had the trainer at the gym check my percentage of body fat and you know what it came up as?
RISKY!
I shit you not. I have been going to the gym and eating better for the past three weeks and that is what the damn machine says. I wonder what it would have registered as before I started going back to the gym… Fat fucking bitch, probably.
For realio, though. What gives? I am soon approaching looking like this picture and it scares me and it should scare you too, oh people who know me in real life. Perhaps I should just give into the fact that I’m a BFP (big fat pig) and start to use that as my gimmick… “Come see the fattest Korean Jewish girl ever!” or “Pay top dollar to have a top weighing Asian strip for you!”.
It could work, no?
Ok, maybe not and obviously I am being facetious here but I really despise the fact that I’ve been going to the gym a ton and training with a friend and her trainer and there has been little change, if any. And in all honestly, I didn’t find RISKY to be motivational. It’s actually just mean.
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