Ok, so tomorrow was really Saturday-ish. I faced my mortal fear of the scale, and Lord in heaven, bad news bears!! I was was shocked to see that my freshman 15 was more like my Sophomore 20. Oops.
It’s official. I’m a cow. But, with exercise and Herculean amounts of self-control, I plan on being a skinny cow. Well, skinnier. Well, well cow shaped. Or amorphous blob shaped, as it were.
I’m looking forward to having collar bones.
Sorry for the shortness of the post, but my hip is killing my…yes, I know, I know….