So much for my cancer wait loss plan. I've gained three pounds in a week! How did that happen? Oh yeah, the brownie bites and Milky Way bars at work. Stupid work. So now I have to have cancer and be fat.
I'm not going to let that happen. If I have to have cancer, I should at least get to button up my jeans without having to lay flat on the bed. So, I need to lay off some of the crap and somehow figure out how to get some routine exercise in. You know, between having a three year old, a four month old, a full time job, and a completely unpredictable treatment schedule that takes 8+ hours out of every other week and makes me feel crummy for 5 days each cycle. But I will find a way. I'm not going to be bald, with no pedicures AND fat. So, it's on. If you see me with a brownie bite, you have permission to shame me....unless I look like I really need it, then you should step off.
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