A letter to myself

Dear Fat-ass,

Yes, you, the one sitting there in front of the Macbook, writing this blog instead of going to the gym. You, the one that would rather watch TV in stead of going for a walk. You, the one that loves lays chips with cheese on top. You, the lady that drinks coke like it’s going out of style!

You’re no longer carrying baby weight. It’s been 3 years since you had Aidan, and almost 2 since Liam. You are officially fat. And its time to do something about it.

I’m not trying to be mean, just honest. You complain all the time about not fitting into your clothes comfortably. Its time to regain you closet, and start looking like the MILF you are! You saved all the pre-baby cloths. They’re in a bag on the top shelf of the closet. Or, what about all those clothes you brought last February? They’re sitting in your closet as well.

So here’s to you. There is a curves across the street. Join it! Set your self free!

Love,

TTM

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