Wouldn't that make a great country song? I started it out:
He called her perfect, love comes in any size
Five years later, too many donuts gone to her thighs
He looked away, found a new girl to fill her part
Now she's left with a big butt and a broken heart
I'm putting myself on a diet. I have been eating a monstrous amount these past few days, er...weeks...ok, months. I'm a hungry girl! Twice within a week, the wait staff has made fun of me and put all the plates for the table in front of me. I mean, ok...once, funny. Twice? I'm going to punch you.
So I'm setting a goal: By November 30th, I'm going to lose 5 pounds. That's not an impossible goal. I could probably do it just by cutting out sodas. But, I like sodas...so I'm not giving them up all together. Just limiting myself to 2 a week. I'm also going to discover a good time to go to the gym. I don't think I'll be good at waking up early to go and when I get home from work I'm exhausted and don't want to go. I'm not sure when that means I'm going to create a gym time, but I'm going to find a time...some time.