As I type this I feel pain. Nope, not the pain of love but actual physical pain. My supposedly healed wound has just reopened. Me being the smartass that I am, decided to open the plaster that I placed on the sole of my feet thinking that there was no pain thus it would be healed. But later at around 4 did I realize that the skin peeled again.

Well it's sad to come from a family full of diabetics. What's sadder is to get it at a young age. I can't imagine not being able to have any Coke or Pepsi. How about the natural sugars from fruits such as oranges, kiwi and grapes.

Well I can face the fact that I'm fat. Unfortunately it doesn't put me in a good position in life. I guess people are biased. We are forced to look like the images of the magazines available. It's really sad. I mean there are women and men I know who always ask me stupid questions like “do I look fat?” And I tell them you are as fat as you believe you are. The funny thing is that they ask me this just because they over ate. Silly people. Anyway as Kanesh my good friend would say” it’s because of fat people like us people like Dicaprio even stand a chance. We make them look good.”

Anyway I came to a realization today, took me a death of a women to realize what point I had been missing in life all this while. It was never about being FAT. It was about being FIT. People have this misconception that FAT equals to UNFIT. Take the SUMO's for example for all that mass they are damn agile and are indeed FIT. {Unfortunately they have something called man breast which guys find a bit weird.}

So what have I decided to do about my fitness? I guess start training. And what better way to do it then immediately. This is also the reason I’m having pain typing this. I hooked up with Kelson, a friend from camp who happens to be a bodybuilder. His chest is amazingly huge especially for his height. However like all great people I know they forget to train their legs. So his looks skinny. Anyway he was helping me with the weight training. I think the last time I did a workout that was something like this was hmmm 2-3 yrs ago. Anyway I'll probably feel the full effects of the pain tomorrow.

As far as my FAT or should I say mass times Gravitational Acceleration is concerned it should become 61 from eighty something before Mar 31st. Hahaha it seems I got a long, long way to go.

As usual God will always prevent me from doing something I set my mind too. So I'm expecting heavy showers. Oh wait my leg has a split. DAMN! For many times I wish you were on my side. Well I’ll see how.

D.N.