I got to the gym today.

I really wasn’t keen on moving today at all. I finally dragged myself to the gym later on this evening. I just did a harder machine and my face is literally dripping. I am on the easier bike machine now. This feels like leisure in comparison to what I just attempted. I lost more body fat this week as well as a pound. I had to eat more calories (naturally I do not eat enough to burn fat apparently) in order to balance fat loss and weight loss out. If that goes at the same speed then in a few more months I could be back to single figures like I was a few years ago by March or April. And, before people from my past start thinking that I did this weight loss thing because I met a new person that I liked… that is totally not the case. I actually joined the gym before I came across them via TikTok. I am doing it for me because I gained a few stone drinking and not watching what I was eating during lockdown. Anyway, she who cannot be named on here apparently said I was too skinny to be attractive back when we met. I grew boobs and a bum (according to a male friend who pointed it out after watching my previous weight loss check video) and that ass will never be hers, they had their chance years ago and rejected me along with putting me through hell just after I lost my son to adoption. I am stronger now and your acceptance no longer matters to me. I have moved on now so there is no crawling back for me even if things changed in time.

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