I Believe In The Saying, 'if You

I Still Help Out With The Garbage. I Still Help Out With The Lawn.

The Actual Getting Into The Gym And Working Out Process Was Easier, But The Eating Was Harder. I Had To Eat Every Two Hours. At One Point, My Trainer Said, 'put Anything In Your Mouth. Go To Mcdonald's, Get The Biggest Shake Possible. I Just Need To Get Calories In You.' Because My Body Fat At The Time Was Only, Like, Seven And A Half Percent.

There's No Ex Out There Who I'm Not Friends With Today, And I'm Extremely Thankful For That.

At One Point I Had To Shove As Much Food In My Body As Possible To Pack On Calories. My Trainer Wanted Me To Do Six Meals A Day And Not Go Two Hours Without Eating. If I Would Cheat On Eating One Day, I Could Tell - I'd Drop A Few Pounds.

I Like To Think Of Myself As Very Loyal, And I Love Everyone I Surround Myself With, Whether They're Friends Or Girlfriends Or Whatever.