The people who brought you PicTreat have introduced a new resource: In 20 Years. After seeing this, I thought – ugh, I really don’t want to try this. In all honesty, I don’t want to know what I’m going to look like when I’m 43, and I don’t want to know what kind of health problems I’m destined to develop.
But then again, I’m all about self-sacrifice, so I gave the site a reluctant go.
As expected, I’m not so happy with the results. At least now, I’m all the more inspired to drink my eight glasses of water every day, and I’m even happier that I’ve reestablished my daily workout routine.
This is one of the rare occasions that I will post bad photos of myself online. Goodbye, dignity – and hello nightmares, hypochondria, and fear of the inevitable.
According to this photo, I’m not going to age as well as I would like. Regardless, my mom has aged pretty well, so I’m going to continue to keep my hopes up.
Oh and as a side note: I look more attractive when I select the “30 years” and “drug addict” options. Not sure how to feel about that…













