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| Attending a story conference with myself. |
And food.
There lies the trouble.
My weight has ballooned. The State of California insists I apply for a separate Zip Code. Nothing I own fits me anymore. I wear a lot of canvas tarps.
But I have challenged me to run a 5k in January.
And so, once again, I begin training for a race. This will be my first 5k since 2016, when I thought I was very overweight.
I knew zip back then.
But I'm making progress.
1 comment:
You are far from alone. When I write, especially on the weekend, I drink a special home-made frappucino. And I do this in the almost absent way one munches on popcorn or potato chips while watching a movie. I stand the best chance of getting exercise during the work-week.
On the weekend, I am just about chained to my computer. Between the nibblies and the scribbling, I'm not the weight a woman of 4'11" should be.
P.S. I'm triggered by that fried chicken. Thank God I'm broke til payday!
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