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Aw shucks!

You guys!



You've all been so darn nice after the last post. Surriusly. So. Darn. Nice. It's a lovely reminder that I'm on a good path, and that there are awesome people in the world. :)

So really, this is just a fluffy post thanking you for accepting me with big, fat, open arms and giving me a sloppy wet hug. It really does mean a lot to me. From the friends I've known for years, to my family, to complete strangers in this weird family on the Interwebs, thank you.

I started this blog basically as an accountability tool for me as I go through this weight loss/muscle building journey, but I never expected it to become what it has… I've hit over 11,000 views in 2.5 months (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), I've made new friends, and received some amazingly encouraging support from unexpected sources.

SO. Thanks friends. I appreciate it a million times over.

Need some love and support? I'm happy to help ya out. ;) 

<3
A Redhead

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