Dear 50 pounds

I saw this on a friend's Facebook page and loved it. Had to share...

Dear 50 pounds,
This hasn't been easy, but I'm going to have to ask you to not come back. It's not you, it's me. There were the good times, don't get me wrong. Late night pizza, cake in the break room... we'll always have those memories. But, you and I both know there were many more bad times. Remember the lower back pain? The high blood pressure? The bad knee? I just can't go back to living that way.
So, this is the end. I've moved your things out and I never want to see you again.
Goodbye forever!