On the count of 3, we 4 brain-virgins went down the hatch. I pressed the brains to the roof of my mouth while the words “it’s supposed to taste creamy” kept re-playing in my head.
The other day I posted a workout on Facebook that I struggled with. It was simple, 300 push-ups and 300 Jumping Jacks. After about 100 push-ups I wanted to give up.
Who is going to know?
I’m going to start exercising and watching my diet as soon as I get my business in order, or get over this cold, or when January rolls around.
Bullshit! You’re afraid of change. You doubt you can take and keep it off. You don’t think you REALLY deserve it.