Did you know there's some page with my same title dedicated to cyber-bullying? Would it be wrong for me to flame him? Kidding, kidding. "Does this font make me look fat?" just doesn't make me think cyber-bullying. But, then, obviously. Anyway, I'm fascinated. Actually, that phrase is everywhere and it's no big deal. There's a reason it's not my direct link. The reason being that I was totally going to be thin in two weeks and change my title to "my fabulous ass!" or something. Maybe it's time to known as "Brutal Reality" instead. Or "If you eat those cookies you'll never see your toes again". Hey, Hi! I'm having a rough morning.
I didn't manage much time to exercise last night. I had to cook two dinners and wash dishes and bake cookies and I had all these excuses to think up. No, actually I did hit my stepper for about five minutes but my knee just couldn't take another night of pounding. To which Matt said "do some pilates". A totally reasonable reccomendation that inspired me to sit on my rear. It wasn't a brilliant display of discipline.
Long ago and far away when I had some discipline, friday was my day off. I would take my walk at lunch like normal but friday night was sort of our relaxing night at home or grocery shopping or whatever. I'd try and kill myself all week saying "friday you can relax" and it worked pretty well. Picking back up on the weekends is never a problem for me, even I can't look at all that free time and do nothing (and I wonder why I was sick sooo long). I know that I need to do some exercising tonight to make up for last night, and the three cookies I just ate (new recipe, must test!) and i'm going to try. I was growing fond of my stepping habit, it was so like the old days when losing was so much more possible. Old horse, new tricks I guess.