The one where we are granted furlough.
The one where nature comes calling.
The one where I pull my head out of my ass and make a decision with my brain, not my ego.
The one where I made my own training schedule.
The one where I climb up and down mountains. Like a mountain goat.
The one where I dive deep into Day 1 of Fat Camp version 2.0.
The one where I complain about how much effort it took JUST TO GET THERE.
A tribute to Seinfeld: The post about nothing.
The one where I announce that I am headed back to Fat Camp.
Not all corporate buzz phrases are useless. Follow the sage words from the boardroom and “don’t boil the ocean” when it comes to your weight loss plans.
If only I could sweat the crazy self-image issues out of my brain the way I sweat the fat off my body.