Anyone who knows me at all knows I have a deep and unashamed love for shitty reality TV. I blame it entirely on my cousin, Sophie, who introduced me to Toddlers & Tiaras about 8 years ago. And it’s only grown from there.
I know all the real housewives (except Atlanta – who watches that one, anyway?). Rich Kids, my latest obsession – can’t get enough of it. And I can tell you everything there is to know about keeping up with the Kardashians. It’s why I signed up for snapchat. Seriously, I can’t miss Kylie’s unfiltered face (so many freckles).
So even though I started training on my own accord, I was thrilled to find out Kim Kardashian was also on a new fitness regime (and Khloe and Kourt, but I stalk Kim the most, so…ya).
Even more thrilled when yesterday she snapped a pic of her feet on the scale that showed her weighing in at 123.8. Because I also weighed in on Friday… AT 123.2!
Sidebar: things I don’t care about:
1. Kim has had 2 kids (thanks for pointing that out, Thomas)
2. Kim, although the same height as me, has a very different body type
3. My personal successes or losses should not be measured against anyone else
4. The feet on the photo may or may not actually be Kim Kardashian’s feet (thanks Meagan)
So ya, I’ve been working my ass off and now I’ve basically turned into a Kardashian. #winning
That is all.