Well it was my birthday on Friday - the big 28. I always find it to be bittersweet. It's kind of like the feeling you get at New Year's when you realize you're still fat and didn't lose any weight. I don't make New Year's resolutions, but I pretty much psych myself up that next year I'll be skinny on my birthday.
The pants on the left are the pants I am currently wearing. I hate them. They're a size 22, and I hate everything about them. The way they fit, the color, the size, the way they look.
The pants on the right are my goal pants. They fit me 10 years ago. They're my lucky pants. A lot of things went downhill after those jeans stopped fitting. I know I've said it before. But this year is going to be different. I'm dedicated to losing this weight. And on November 19, 2011; I will be posting a picture of me wearing those jeans. They're not even stretch jeans, they regular, before I was fat, real denim jeans. With a butterfly patch covering a hole in the knee caused by a rollerblading accident, yup, from exercise.
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