Whoever said that long weekends are therapeutic must be really fit and own a toned body. Because apparently you can’t have a stress-free weekend if you’re fat like me.
You may think I’m a superficial whiner who is obsess with my physical look. But tell me who would not after such a traumatizing experience. Especially after a personal trainer (a good looking one to boot) tells you that you’re “Mainly Obese“. What’s that even mean? You mean there’s a little part of me that’s not obese yet but getting there if I do not start enrolling in his personal training program soon? Gosh, I’ve been officially declared “CHUNKY!”
How-lah not to seek solace in a good slice of Banofee Pie from Alexis?