Dear readers, these past few days have been challenging.
I’ve felt like a character of Poe’s story “The Tell Tale Heart”, but instead of a heartbeat it’s more like a screaming cinnamon bagel that’s calling me.
I’m holding my own (if you don’t count my midnight bagel crime) or my cravings for some Pizza Hut pasta. Yogurts and salads will have to do.
- Two things are keeping me motivated: one, my husband who is dieting with me, and; two, I don’t want mobility issues this coming Christmas.
So, I should place next to the pasta a picture of my walking cane, as a reminder to which way I want to go.
Remember, be kind to yourself and make me some company on my road to wellness.