Another rainy night here and I am feeling a bit
I can't help it.
I must have passed by it a thousand times in the last week and today of all days I stepped on the dreaded scale.
It kind of made this sound
Why did I do it?
I was minding my own business, thinking that perhaps I had actually lost weight while eating all those carbs...
...and the scale screamed that I was wrong. It says that I am no longer pleasantly plump, no longer fluffy
It says that I'm.....I'm just fat.
So the truth has slapped me in the face and those numbers on the scale taunt me like a playground bully
What to do what to do.
There is only one thing to do.
I have got to put on my stretchy exercise sweats
I have got to roll up my sleeves
I have got to be committed to make that change.
I'm throwing out that scale!