I had a near death experience Friday night. I went shopping for clothes. I would rather die then shop for clothes again any time soon.
My black pants have developed a tear in the side seam that can’t just be mended. I needed to see if I could find some new black slacks. Oh my God. Nothing fits any more. I was doing so good this summer with my Resolution Project. I was getting buff, working hard. Drinking water, cutting out caffeine. Now I’ve slid completely back to where I started. Bah.
So one more thing to add to the list this week. Must work out at least 3-4 times a week, if not more. Period, no questions asked, no excuses. Working late doesn’t count for anything – there is no point in it if I am personally suffering. The weather is cooling, so if nothing else I can start walking again.
Someone kick me if I’m slacking off, ok? Thanks for looking out for me.