The sights and sounds of the holidays are full-throttle upon us and I find myself obsessed with my ass. Yes, my ass. Not your ass or his ass or anyone else's, but my own. I'm hoping to take a trip to Vegas in March as a little celebration gift to myself for completing a giganticus project at the end of February, and I would really like to be able to buy a new bikini and strut around a little bit and in order for me to feel comfortable doing so I will need a refurbished ass. I'm eating protein and doing my workout daily, which includes a huge number of dips, squats, lunges, and the like. Perhaps after the new year I will either switch gyms, start taking Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu in earnest, or join a 6-week conditioning program. So far, I've lost two pounds, with an onerous 13 left to lose. I'll hit my usual plateau in about 3 more pounds and it'll be closer to Starvation City for the remaining 10 pounds. I hate the idea that perhaps in the Bronze Age I would have been considered a worthy asset for my ability to withstand famine for a longer period of time, but that in the Information Age I'm viewed as being obese. Feh.
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