I do not care how hard it gets.

I do not care how hard it has been.

My heart and spirit grow stronger with every breath I take.

I will never forsake hope.

I will never forsake faith.

I may not understand now, but with time I will.

Hold yourself high with courage.

And if your knees ever buckle beneath the weight 

There are hands that will break the fall; and set you upright again.

Amen.

I have lost a lot of weight recently, and unexpectedly-due to illness and whatnot. Reasons aren’t really to be supplied through tumblr. That point aside, I’m pretty excited about it. None of my old clothes fit anymore, which is a bit daunting, because I’m broke as hell. However, I’m trying to keep up with this appearance and have been hitting the gym like a mad woman. It’s a little difficult though. I’m use to training for mixed martial arts so the workouts I do seem to bulk me up more and I’m trying to keep this slim figure. I’m at a crossroads really because I’m going to be starting training sometime soon and the dilemma falls to: How small do I really want to be? 

If I’m too small, I will get my ass kicked, especially in Jiu Jitsu; mauy thai is less of a concern.

Anyway, I’ve bought a lot of healthy food to keep up with what I’ve been doing. 

All that is left is to quite smoking cigarettes, I guess.