In an attempt to make losing weight more "fun," I'm going to pretend I'm going to an hilarious 80s teen comedy-style fat camp. I can't wait for the dance with boys' camp across the lake!
In conclusion, the first day at fat camp went something like this:
Step 1: Highlight all the swimming, pilates, and "aquacize!" classes on my photocopied schedule from the Y.
Step 2: Say fuck it and eat some braised short ribs.
In other words, fat camp is not going well. On the upside, I'm thinking of entering Zeigler's Apple Cider Recipe Contest!
