United States Marine
Somebody needs to buy this bo a beer, baby. But even then, he probably wouldn't chug it, because he's now a United States Marine. Check this. Ulysses Milana wanted to become one of the few and the proud. But when a few good men took a look at him, they told him that he needed to drop a Backstreet Boy off his 330-pound frame before he could suit up.
He could've gone home, fired up the TV and watched some American Idol reruns. He could have gone to the store and stocked up on chips and salsa. But you know what he did? He got on a diet, started exercising, cut out the brews and burgers, and bada-bing, bada boom ... he's in shape and ready to serve his country after bumping off 140 pounds. And he doesn't need to be thanking NutriSystem or anybody else. Just himself and The Man Upstairs.
Not getting your act together? Shut up and do it. You got no excuse.
He could've gone home, fired up the TV and watched some American Idol reruns. He could have gone to the store and stocked up on chips and salsa. But you know what he did? He got on a diet, started exercising, cut out the brews and burgers, and bada-bing, bada boom ... he's in shape and ready to serve his country after bumping off 140 pounds. And he doesn't need to be thanking NutriSystem or anybody else. Just himself and The Man Upstairs.
Not getting your act together? Shut up and do it. You got no excuse.











1 Comments:
Thanks for the chuckle.
The guy you speak of sounds awesome. Hopefully he remains safe on his tour of duty.
And you're right. It doesn't take nutri-system or any crap like that. It take discipline and a respect for yourself and for food.
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