Eat less. Exercise more. End of story.
There is no pill, tool, toy, magic vegetable, animal, or mineral that will do it. You’ve got to get up and do something, anything. I know how tempting the ads are. How amazing Acai Berries, and all protein diets sound. How easy and reasonable an infomercial is on a sleepless night.
I’ve been there. Three Hundred Twenty Pounds there. I’m 110 now. Yes, I had gastric surgery, ten years ago. That got off a hundred pounds.The rest was hard. Miserably hard, but it can be done. I did it. If I can do it, anyone can. Why? Cause I’m lazy. If I could lie around all day with Godiva Chocolates, a fruity drink and hot men to fan me with banana leaves, I’d do it. In a heartbeat do it. However, I cannot afford to do it, so I work my tail off to live long enough, to make a success of myself to afford half-dressed guys with palm fronds, fruit-filled goodness and the joy that is the perfect milk chocolate
Get off your duff and move it. You’re welcome to the chair next to me.
