I’ve left the cult of body facism & have decided to eat like a normal person now. No more interrogating waiters about trans-fat content, no more avoiding family functions (white carb central!), no more feeling guilty for having a tapioca pearl milk tea, no more depriving myself. The way I see it, I don’t do drugs, I don’t drink or nor do I smoke. Aside from sleep, the only pleasure I have left is food. So gosh darn it, I’m going to eat.

The amount of time, energy and money I have allocated trying to maintain/acheive 6-pack has been a tremendous strain, physically and mentally.  I used to say my goal was to be able to jump up and down naked in front of a mirror and not see anything jiggle! Some guys can hit the gym a few times a week , consume burgers and beer and still look fit. I’m not like that. I have had to work out 5-7 times a week with a trainer, keep food diaries , count calories and take supplements and still my body won’t be as tight as I want it.   It just isn’t worth it to me anymore. The funny thing is, since I fell off the fitness wagon months ago, my body hasn’t really changed that much.  Gosh, all those years wasted on a treadhill & dieting, when all along I could have been stuffing my face with pearl tapioca pearl teas. Yum

As long as I look good in clothes, I should be fine….right?

Don’t believe me? Here I am gorging myself on fried chicken at my friend’s wedding! (I love how my shirt below matches the napkin above)

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