One of the first things I thought, was, that now I could lose weight. I'm carrying an extra 30 pounds in the last five years: my faux pregnancy, my stress weight.
And why not lose the weight? I can buy strawberries out of season. I can join the gym. My stress should be gone. No reason for me to still be so not myself.
It would just drop off, right?
Four months, and I can't seem to make it to the gym. Or even on a daily walk. I keep eating stuff. I can't concentrate. And my weight, of course, hasn't changed an ounce.
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