Alright, let’s be frank. Yes, I am overweight. But you know what? Obviously that’s something I’m working on changing. And I’m working my butt off. I think that should have been obvious, given my current state when you saw me: I was wearing a t-shirt, beat up shorts, sneakers, carrying a water bottle, and my face was beet red. I was on my way home from the gym. But you know what else? That give you no right to call me, or anyone, a cow. You don’t know me, who I am, or where I’ve been. And really, when it comes down to it, six months from now, I won’t look so bovine, but you’ll always be an asshole.
Xoxo,
Chelsea
PS
I hope Karli scared the shit out of you.
How is everyone doing today? I woke up this morning weight TWO POUNDS LESS than I did when I went to bed! That’s a good feeling! I’m so pumped for day two! I’m super excited about meeting my trainer today.
What are dolls up to today?
Also, I have two lovely pictures of my fat ass to post for you all this morning. I just took them, so it’s no makeup, fresh out of bed ready for the gym, me. The first one is me showing off this crazy bruise that I have on my arm. It looks like a handprint but I have no idea whatsoever where it came from. Please try to ignore my fatfatfat arms. The second one is just a normal pic of me, minus makeup. You should feel lucky that you get to see me like that, because there are very few people who have seen me sans concealer.
Keep strong and be beautiful today ladies!