It's been a while.  I am not sure if I still merit a comparison to a sloth.  I mean sloths still move.  I would more likely find my doppelganger in a pot of mashed potatoes.

Anyway, it's Mayo Clinic time.  I'm fighting my weight with science and tha
t means (gulp):

No more butter.
No more sugar.
No more dairy.
No more carbs.

This will sting.