I really hate this time of year. Don't get me wrong - I love all the parties and the celebrating. It's the temptations that slither beside me as I sit innocently beside my thin friends. If they can indulge in a plate full of potato latkes with a fudge chaser, why can't I? It's just not fair. And never is that clearer than at the holidays which, let's face it, are one big hedonistic orgy. If we're not stuffing our faces, we're tearing open gifts! My thin friends ease up on their exercise routines for the month of December while I do triple time at the gym. No effect. If I didn't sweat my tush off 5 days a week on the elliptical trainer, the bike and the treadmill, I'd have twelve chins.
But that's the way the cookie crumbles (pardon my reference to food again!) So, I end up every January first way over my caloric as well as my monetary budget. Here's the good news - January is resolution month. I think it's no coincidence that resolution month comes immediately after overindulgence month. That's the ying and yang of it - the balance of the universe. But please - let calories burned in January equal or outnumber calories consumed in December. Please???
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