I am so worked up right now. I realized how close I am to my initial goal; which was to gain 50lbs. Even from the start I figured I’d push the number higher.
But also part of me didn’t think I’d put on this much. When I hit 162lbs my next goal is going to be 200lbs .. and the thought makes my brain go staticky.
Another part of me knows I won’t stop at two hundred. I’m too used to eating whatever I want when I want. I’d be useless on a diet.












