A lot has changed in my life over the last few months. I quit a bad job and got a better job. I’ve started working out and I’m feeling great. I have a new, 2nd car that lets me listen to my .mp3s on the road. I have a new dating life that can only be described as “robust.” I have a new wardrobe. I’ve found some new pastimes. Life couldn’t be better.
So what the hell is up with all the weight gain? I’m working my ass off to lose it and I’m packing it on. Do I have to join Weight Watchers again? How sad. When a man is fit to be king, he should eat like one, no?