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A miracle happened today and I bought cake, watched others eat the cake, was given a piece of cake that I let sit on my desk for 10 minutes, convinced the birthday person it was their cake and they should take it home, and then I may have violently or not so violently convinced the next person walking by my desk that they should have and eat the slice of cake. They seemed suspicious at first but they finally took the cake. Sure I probably seem slightly unhinged to that person but they've worked with me for 6 years so this can't be the first time.
I'm actually doing pretty well. I spent all day Sunday talking to myself and convincing myself that I will be in the best shape of my life before I hit 40. I have roughly 15 months to accomplish this. I ate great and went walking. Yesterday I ate great and tried to go to spin class but I somehow packed my 14 yr old daughters t-shirt and not mine. Which would have been highly entertaining but no. Just no. It would have been entertaining in a fat man in a little coat kinda way. Which is the song that I got stuck in my head for the rest of the day. Someday maybe I can stretch my daughters t-shirt enough to fit into it but it's not today. Today is fat guy in a little coat with steps towards not being too big for the little coat.
Today I'm ok saying no to the chocolate cake, hitting the gym in an oversized t-shirt, and imagining where I will be a year from now when my goal is in my sights.
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