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At Least there’s Pie…

15 Jan

But there shouldn’t be. Note to self: never eat apple pie 20 minutes before working out. You will move very slow, almost lethargically so, and you will want to bail out of your beloved class. Thank goodness you didn’t, but the desire was overwhelmingly present.

From now, I will not succumb to the weakness of pie and pastries (and double cheeseburgers, which have reared their ugly, yummy heads back into my life). No more junk! No more junk! I will stick to salads and bland sandwiches and that will be fine for me. Because, in the end, I’d rather eat boring tuna that squeeze myself into an outfit that will undoubtedly cut off the circulation and land me in the emergency room. Those paramedics may need a little comedy here and there, but not from me.

No more apple pie. No more junk. The mantra begins…

I think cookies are OK, though.



Sincerely, Taj

Dear World, I have stuff to say, so get cozy. Here, I've got cupcakes.

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