So I was looking at myself in the mirror and I saw something that well... was just all wrong... where did I go wrong? I guess I was just too lazy over the last few years, I sorta stopped working and going to the gym.I no longer will be lazy, I will work out once again and hopefully look nice once more, in 90 days....

Ya you heard me 90 days, first day down of the first week of 13 weeks of hell... I have devised a work out plan that will take my flab and turn it in to fab as a gay man would say, or at least the ones on Queer as Folk.

Oh and by the way I Dani is with me every step of the way too, so mad props to her. I guess she sees it as she can't tell me to work out if she isn't either, so I am happy she is trying to do that for me as well as for her.

Anyways my body is aching in ways that I don't remember it being, used to come easy to me and it was something of a breeze and rewarding to work out. Now it some weird torture device to make my want to die when I move after....

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Anyways, the book that I was reading for this said something that I should ask of others for support... It is key to find loved ones and people that they care about to cheer them on it makes the work out more rewarding when people are there supporting them and their goals. So I need support from friends and since DA is all recent friends that I know and don't judge me for silly act of asking for support so my first journal in ages, well actually the first journal really ever... (not to much of a writer)

progress pictures will hopefully go up when there are some ^_^