First things first. You may have noticed that I've abandoned my previous title style, which was a completely obvious, not the least bit subtle rip off of the chapter titles in any Winnie-the-Pooh book. I can't put my finger on why I did it, but I've decided that it sounds affected, and it annoys me. So, I'm over it.
Now, on to the actual post.
Ok, let me say that I'm probably exaggerating a bit when I use the word "fat". Yes, I am overweight, but I'm not obese (although in the interests of full disclosure, I was for about 2 years), and you probably wouldn't pick me out of a crowd and say, "What a cow." I'm not going to mention actual numbers here, but let's just say that there's a size I want to be, and I'm not that size. I'm close, but not quite there. I'm actually in that super fun limbo of being between sizes, when one size is too big and requires a belt, but the next size down is still just a bit too tight. So let us say that I'm a size and a half away from my goal.
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