One day i had a really bad dream that I died in my sons arms from a heart attack. It was at that moment that i decided to loose weight. For those that follow me on twitter, im sure ive annoyed you with my constant chronicling about my weight loss. I want to thank everybody who encouraged me, and gave me advice.. Shout out to Tim, Berto, Sammy, and others who gave me advice. Shoutout to everybody who called me Fat..yall inspired me too.
Special shout-out to my Baby Shana, She was kicking my ass making me go to the gym, and also letting me know how good I look.
So when i started my journey i was a Stout 299lbs and a size 48 jeans. now im 275 and a size 42 Jeans..my shirt size is now officially a XXL. My goal is to be anywhere from 220 - 230..So im far from finished..but i think ive done good.
People were telling me I was losing weight, but I never could tell until i put the 2 pics side by side..Whelp
Thanks
I’m so proud of u baby! ^_^
