So there I am. Three days into a strict diet. Brown rice, roast beef, broccoli.... all that shit. Then I miss my damn flaming hot cheetos. So I say **** it and drive to the store. Buy a gallon of milk, 2 bags of those cheetos and some smokes. Then as I am walkin out the door I see ice cream cake. So yea I buy that shit.
Now I come home and eat that cake, then lay on my stomach eating flaming cheetos. Staring at the elliptical and feeling guilty. Maybe I should throw it out the window so I don't keep looking at it
And I haven't smoked pulled pork or babybacks in 3 weeks.... It's about that time as well
Mad props to all of you shredded guys. I will never be leaner than I am now (my avatar is recent).