So for the 17th, I successfully stayed on track with my current diet: SLEEP! I slept quite a bit. Did very little of anything else. I wasn't quite Aretha when trying on gowns for the wedding, but because of the breast on my chest, I'm sure my dress will be +2 sizes my norm. And I just don't filthflarinfartyfoo care. I think some sadist designer decided to throw numbers on clothes tags and scare the dickens outta folks who think they should fit certain clothes. Bastard sadist.
Not sure if I've ever mentioned this or not, but I am the most indecisive person I know. One day I want to save the world by becoming a social worker. The other days the anti-social me wants to do medical coding from home. Do not be surprised if I end up with both degrees & find myself farming okra for a living somewhere in West Virginia. I'm just saying... I aint quite right on most days. So, now that the majority of my application is complete for the social work program, I want to do sooooo many other things. A mess I am! I'm a Cancer for sure.
For the day I will try:
* To be content with my decision to be a social worker. I can change my mind later, right? :-)
* Stretch and walk. The lunges & squats did a number on my aging bones.
* Some ab work.
* Something fun.
And on the 18th Day... The Follow Throughers followed through!
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I think everyone feels that way. Especially when we get closer to getting what we want. Keep Going!
Thanks TAPS! The going is kept!
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