Okay so I may have recently eluded to the fact that I’ve been aboard the Lazy Train for quite some time. Yesterday I stepped on the scale and nearly died. I hate feeling this way. I have been baaaaaad. Very very bad. Halloween might as well have been called Sugarpants Sugarfest 2009. *oink* It’s showing.
Today’s story is prompted by Write of Passage, a new group put together by a bunch of us awesome people. Heh. Flingers, mah homie, had this idea going in an email thread and wanted to bring back true, honest to goodness, GOOD writing. No, I have no idea why I was included in that either.
So it’s been 3 days since Adam and I started the Avita-Sugar bet and I truly thought my downfall would be food. I mean, once I’m in a groove at the gym, which truly sets in after a day where I’ve run (I crave it – it’s so sick and weird, more on that in