Somebody, please staple my piehole closed!
I will not eat the pizza and chips in the back room. I will not eat the pizza and chips in the back room. I will not eat the pizza and chips in the back room.
I will not. I will not. I will not. No sirree.
I was worthless in step class today. Absolutely lame. But I went, and that counts for something right?
I am really tired of carrying this 10 lb spare tire around my waist. In horror, I watched it in the mirror in step class as it bounced around to and fro. Lordy. I could almost hoola hoop it around my person if I felt so inclined.
The calories shall be cut, once again. It's the only way, the only only way.
The only only VERY hard and painful way. Note to brain: please interpret hunger as a GOOD feeling from now on!
On to some good news. Besides my intense and timely dedication to the aerobic arts, I am now taking a digestive enzyme that is helping IMMENSELY! I have less gas and less bloat. This enzyme is like a little pac man that goes in and gobbles up all that lingering intestinal junk, turning it into poo. Yummy, right?