From left-to-right: Me, Barb, Patty and her husband.
Yup... here's where I started getting fat. Actually, I'd already gotten fat by this point. Look at the photos before, you'll see. Long story short: broke my leg really bad, and in the span of about nine months I was on crutches, underwent two surgeries, gobs of physical therapy and the swiss-cheese flop that I call a brain didn't consider the fact that I should alter my diet. So, I ate horribly fat food, got zero exercise and got fat. Plain and simple.
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