Oh I look healthy, but fuck am I. I live on Caffeine pretty much.
It started out before I left London as a drunk bet with my ex. 1 year to get in shape. I forgot about it here and carried on partying/eating out/socializing etc... Then a few weeks ago work entered me in a race and she's just called to point out how in shape she is and wtf am I doing.
It's not so much about the forfeit, it's more about I can't fucking let her beat me. So, need a six pack ( Guinness please) asap. Oh and it's also almost ski season and I don't want to die
Oh I look healthy, but fuck am I. I live on Caffeine pretty much.
It started out before I left London as a drunk bet with my ex. 1 year to get in shape. I forgot about it here and carried on partying/eating out/socializing etc... Then a few weeks ago work entered me in a race and she's just called to point out how in shape she is and wtf am I doing.
It's not so much about the forfeit, it's more about I can't fucking let her beat me. So, need a six pack ( Guinness please) asap. Oh and it's also almost ski season and I don't want to die