Ice Cream here.
I second Schmice Cream: I would like to be less fat please :)
In an effort to show just how serious I am about this, I went to the library and checked out an embarrassing amount of books on both The South Beach Diet and fitness. I even picked up "The Biggest Loser Fitness Program". I heart you, Jillian! Oh, and don't think I didn't notice the smirk from the "oh, I just have a fast metabolism" skinny jean wearing librarian. Aren't librarians supposed to be old and fat? I mean a real librarian, not a naughty librarian with the one-hair-pin-updo. Of course they're not old and fat...
Anyways, in true sloth form that I have been in this past week I'm off to bed since it is waaayyy past my usual 8pm bedtime. I feel I need to rest up for the challenge ahead. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Oh, and Schmice Cream, I really did feel the teensiest bit of guilt in eating that cookie in front of you... but can I just take a moment to say that it was the best damn chocolate chip coconut cookie I think I've ever eaten.
Now to mentally prepare myself to divulge my biggest secret for the small, selected few that have access to the internet. Seriously, posting my weight on the internet is right up there with sky diving and voting Republican on the list of things I would never, ever do.
Gulp.
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