I'm not sure if I'll be able to make it here another two weeks. I may kill myself. Or someone else. I say this because yesterday I was forced to do a mini-triathalon. I'm not sure if I've ever endured greater agony than what I just experienced. Alright, that's sort of an overstatement, but it really was incredibly effing hard.
Having now survived a full week of fat camp, I think I can safely say that I probably have never worked as hard in my life as I have since I got here. I'm incredibly out of shape (which adds to the difficulty), and it's been a big change for me. It's been a good change, however; I needed to get out of my comfort zone.
All my life, I've been heavy. When I was younger I was ridiculed and bullied constantly about my weight problem, so I was always fairly depressed. Sure, I ate a lot (...of pastries), but my eating never warranted the amount of weight I would actually gain.
It's Monday morning. Are you sick of studying? Bored out of your mind? Too tired to get up and get your ass to class? (I know, FML.) If you answered yes to any of these questions, the following list of websites and things to do may help bring some joy into your life.
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