Fatty Fat Fat
April 28th, 2008 by admin
So after a few weeks of not really dieting and sort of going to the gym, I’ve found that my fat factor has held firm at 198 lbs. I’ve tried the shortcuts… green tea extract (lame), hoodia (total waste of dough) and even Alli (ugh, you don’t even want to know) but after watching the other guy from Charles in Charge and freakin’ Tina Yothers drop like 30 lbs each in 8 weeks on Celebrity Fit Club, I’ve got no excuses left. Shit, even Screech lost like 25 lbs. By the way, can I say that I totally dig Tina Yothers. She seems like just about the nicest chick on the planet and is miles away from being that weird teenager walking around with live beetles for jewelry.
So anyway, I’m doing the Fat Smash diet (hate you Dr. Ian!) and working out daily now. No grains, just fruits and veggies with a little meat for like the first two weeks. This shit is way lame, but if I’m gonna rock my board shorts and Tom Selleck chest mullet this summer at APA Nationals (like I’m good enough to play anything but APA), I can’t be chasin’ the ladies off shakin’ my gut like a giant bowl of pudding.
So anyway, I felt like I was gonna pass out at the gym today thanks to my hearty breakfast of egg whites, onions, peppers and salsa but vanity (or the desire to not be called “bitch tits”) always seems to win out.
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