Imagine my shock when I wanted to get ready to go to the gym, and I tried on some old exercise clothes that fit me perfectly last year and I could barely pull them over my fat ass.
Oh well, it's not like I was going to actually go to the gym anyway. I can't even stretch without getting out of breath. This big fat gut gets in the way of everything! And imagine all the stares I would get at the gym? How embarrassing watching a fat piggy like me trying to run on the treadmill... so useless considering I'm way past the point of no return. I need to accept the fact that all I'm good for now is eating and getting fatter, showing off my new curves and rolls like a good fat slut.





