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We Had the Mother Effin' Stomach Flu

It’s inevitable. It happens almost every year. It starts out slow. At first you’re not even sure what’s happening. But then it hits you like a ton of bricks. 1,195 more words

From lard-ass to bad-ass

I am very lucky. I have never been overweight, despite for years sustaining myself on a diet of sweets, crisps and junk food – thank you genes. 925 more words



Update: This is an early draft.  An expanded version of this story can be found here

Julia took another bite of her Moro bar, spat it out, and burst into tears again. 298 more words