In my past dieting endeavors I would ease myself into a diet. Spend weeks contemplating the nuances of the program, and then spend a fortune on foods. Those days are gone as of today. Fad diets don't work for me. Regimented workouts don't either. I need to be able to eat when hungry in order to avoid the gorging myself, and I need to be able to do whatever exercise strikes my fancy WHEN it strikes my fancy.

 

My headlong leap into this healthier me is scary as hell. I am not looking forward to doing the thing I have always dreaded most, staring the fat me in the eye. I am going to find the roughest, ugliest, fattest picture of me I can get my hands on and I am going to post it here on extrapounds.com. I feel safe here, this site is not designed for the cookie cutter Barbie Dolls that other sites are. I need a place where I can come everyday and stare at the blob I have become. If I can't find a picture satisfying enough, I will take one. Trust me, by this evening there will be an appitite destroying picture of myself on this website.

 

Baby steps my ass.