I've gained 20 lbs since December, and I hate everything about myself. I always heard your 30s were the best years of your life, and I've spent the first year of mine steadily gaining weight and steadily hating myself. There have been good things: I'm getting a puppy in 3 days; I'm going to London for the first time in 43 days. But those things came about as I was realizing just how unhappy and uncomfortable I am in my new fat body. Those are attempts at salvaging the few remaining months of my first year in my 30s. This DietBet is the most important part of me salvaging this year. I read the Fitness article at the most perfect time, and I am going to kick this challenge's ass, despite having a stress fracture in my shin and being in a walking boot. This is going to require super strict dieting and creative, leg-free exercising, but goddamnit, I am not going to London overweight, and I'm most certainly starting year 2 of my 30s sexy as hell.