The Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show was a great source of thinsporation last night. I knocked out 200 crunches while watching their big-boobed*rib-caged*stick-legged bodies stomp down the runway. One girl’s joint between her leg and hip looked like Barbie’s – I swear there would have been the same distinct hollow crease had skin not been covering it. I want my bones to show – protrude – take over my being. I want ab “muscles” because there’s nothing over my stomach but skin. Got up and worked out at 6am today. Feeling incredibly motivated.
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