You look in the mirror and to your horror, you seem to have gained 30 pounds overnight. You want to wear nothing but sweatpants and your guy’s favorite hooded sweatshirt because it kind of smells like him; not in that “back from the gym” kind of way, but the “I put on cologne for you because I knew we were going out to dinner and I know you like it when I smell like Ralph Lauren” kind of way. Cookies for breakfast sounds many more times appealing than oatmeal. The gym is Hell, and the elliptical is The Dark Prince, himself.Yes, my friends. Today is a fat day.
2 comments:
Drink tons of Gatorade or Vitamin water and poo it all out.
Suddenly, it's not such a fat day.
Oatmeal. Problem solved.
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