Today, many years ago, in another world began the Battle of the Bulge. It ultimately decided who would rule the world. As I look in the mirror, all I can think of is I should launch my own Battle of the Bulge because food seems to be ruling my world.
I hate the way I look and yet, I still get up and go to the refrigerator constantly. When I came back from Charleston, I weighed 174 now I am back in the 200 count and I hate it. What makes me do this.
New Years Resolution: I am tired of being sick and listless and tired of living my life inside this house. I am going to get hopping, do exercise, ignore the pains in my back and legs, and get back out in the world for as long as I have to enjoy it. Debbie just called and she is coming to do my hair. That is a start. I am going to go after my Battle of the Bulge. It won't change my world but I can sure the heck try.
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