Today is the day. The beginning of the rest of my life. Shouldn't I sound more enthusiastic? Shouldn't I have ripped off the covers this morning and shouted out a big "YAHOOOOOOOEEEEEYYYYY! I'm gonna get skinny and healthy this year! THIS IS GONNA BE THE BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE!"? Probably would have been more dramatic and inspiring than my trip to the ol' doc again to have fasting blood work done to check my thyroid, for diabetes, and for perimenopause! How did you spend your birthday? Me? Oh, a fun trip to the doctor and studying for my NYS licensing exam! Is this what aging is all about? Why did I ever want to grow up? Perhaps I'm on to something here; I am not grown up! I guess I must grow up unless I want to end up dead from DVTs and stroking out! Fat sucks. Anyone who tells you any differently is dead wrong. I'm getting on with my life, gonna try not to bitch about growing up, and just walk it out. Enough walks and a closet full of clothes can fit! Wow! Now that's something to do it for. Imagine me living in sweat pants for the rest of my life because I refuse to buy bigger clothes! Lol!
Oh, if any of you readers out there are collecting the Rite Aid Monopoly pieces, I need marker 28 for a Wii game. Wanna trade? Let me know! Lord knows I could use the exercise from the Wii Fit!
The Fat Chick