A super-charged idiot who wasn’t fat but had fat!
A person who loved junk and loathed exercises.
A fitness blogger who know how well to rant!
The struggle of digesting everyone’s criticism about my weight was no easy walk.
That was when I started to rant and myself. And that is how the developed self anger turned into a lasting passion towards fitness
Yeah I might be sounding like a total absurd individual who is teaching you to develop anger.
I loved myself to the core, but my weight hated me more than I could love myself.
Note: This is not the usual blah blah . . . it is an idiotsguidebook, where I dig out only the best and practical way for you.
Run ! Run Mars Run! . . . Oh God this Obesity. Wished Mom had not stuffed me at 3 to prove her relatives that I was the cutest and pleasingly plump child alive!
Straining every nerve and compelling the feets, I attempted to compete in the race. Puffffffff!
Thought I won the medal? My ass earned a basketball hit. From? The coach.
Yeah Got Bullied Everywhere. But Guess what? That high school student almost lost ???pounds! And now devotes her life to help others get skinny.
Hey But Remember. YOU ARE NOT FAT, YOU HAVE FAT.