Believe it or not, I've been working hard since September and have gradually been losing weight and inches. Sadly, the inches seem to be in the feet and chest area. What gives, universe? I've been having talks with the thigh/stomach area about stepping it up a bit.
Both of us felt re-invigorated and recommitted to our health goals. We held hands and skipped through a rainbow-arched field. I wore a sundress and a flowers in my hair. "Crimson and Clover" played softly in the background. I'm getting way off track here, and besides, none of that really happened. The skipping and the "Crimson and Clover" and rainbows, I mean. But it's not to say I didn't try.
So anyway, after we talked a lot and felt great about our commitment to healthy eating, I promptly made cheesecake. What can I say? I'm multidimensional. I'm complex. I always keep you guessing.