Fighting Fat

Combating twenty one years of self hatred and unhealthy habits with clean eating and hard work.

Oh sweet trapeze artist Jesus, I messed up my back. There’s one tiny little spot in my lower back (like three inches above my crack) that’s just screaming.

This combined with my screaming shins and my throbbing knee means I have a week of yoga coming my way.

Oh, and more great news?  I found out that I’m sharing an apartment with one other student in Cuba. He’s super hot. So I have at least a month of social bumbling and being weird around him.