At 2.5 mph, I started crying again.
When the protagonist screams in the face of the final boss, he’s sweating. He’s bleeding. He’s crying.
I closed my laptop. For the first time in six months, I looked at my own reflection in the black mirror of my phone screen. -Doujindesu.TV--Turning-My-Life-Around-with-Cry...
I started crying. Not the silent, cool anime tear. The ugly kind. The kind with snot and hiccups and shaking shoulders.
Go do that. Literally.
The first day was a disaster. I walked into Planet Fitness at 5 AM to avoid judgment. I got on the treadmill.
By November, I had lost 20 pounds. By December, 40. But the weight loss wasn't the win. At 2.5 mph