I am not working out.
I. AM. NOT. WEARING. LEG. WARMERS.
I am avoiding you.
Could you tell?
My friend has this great saying. It must be a Baltimore thing (hon) because I had never heard it before and because it is awesome. It goes:
Sometimes you need tea and sympathy, sometimes you need a tool kit and a rope. (Or is it a rope and a hammer? Or a hammer and a tool kit?) Any way, you get the point. I love it, and it is so true.
Sometimes I need a shoulder to lean on. To be able to complain to. A person to tell me they understand.
I have that - in all of you. Those of you who read or comment. Those of you who cheer me on. And because you do support me so well, I
I am fortunate that I haven't gained too many pounds back - but I have gained. And boy, does that suck. It makes me wonder - how many times are you going to give up, "take a break", or be utterly apathetic.
Sometimes I need someone to hand me the hammer. Cause I have the nails. A whole bunch of em, really. And these leg warmers aren't going to get back on by me just sitting here.