Motivation comes from many places.
For some, The Biggest Loser is their catalyst. For others, it's old photos from younger days. For me? A lot is suddenly coming from my boyfriend's waist.
Kevin's waist is 31 inches of solid muscle. While it's pretty to look at, when my mind chooses dark avenues of thought, it also makes me feel pretty bad about myself. Perhaps it's an archaic attitude and horribly old-fashioned of me, but shouldn't the boy be larger than the girl?
I remember a few months ago when Kevin accidentally put my pants on by mistake. He quickly yanked them off when he realized what happened, but I was overcome by shame.
As of this morning my waist is 33.25 inches around. That is measuring at the belly button. My girl parts make things below that a little larger. Anyway, a big goal for me is to have a smaller waist than my boyfriend. Considering I have lost almost 7 inches from my waist, I think it's doable - and I'm close!
A couple of months and I hope to be jokingly putting his pants on by accident.
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