I just finished my second workout. I can barely move my legs, and I feel like I'm going to throw up. To be honest, after finishing, I wondered to myself if this was really the right choice. But then I remembered when I first got my 86. I was so adamant about getting a manual, that I was going to learn it. That I was going to master it. The first time driving it to my brothers house, I white knuckled the wheel the whole time. I stalled like 10 times in a row trying to get out of my driveway. Every hill, every stop sign, every light I was fucking in a panic. When I finally got back to my place, I wondered if I made the right decision; I wondered if it would all be worth it. In a few weeks, driving normally wasn't an issue. Ina few months, I was clutch kicking around cones.

I'll stick with it. Perhaps it will suck. Fuck it, it will almost certainly suck. But it can't suck any more than being a pathetic skinnyfat 28 year old kissless virgin. If my math is right, I'll be back at 190 lbs by december. Perhaps sooner. A year from now I be at my goal weight of 160. I don't know if I'll make it lads. No way back. I just need to stick to it like I stuck to learning everything else I've gotten good at before.