Gag

I had to actually go buy new pants the other day. Anyone that knows me KNOWS this is the bane of my existence, but that's not the point. The point is, I've gained enough weight that I'm now in another size. BUT! ... I only have about a week left before I go to the doctor to see if I can start walking again. And then what? It's not going to cure my love of food (that, I believe, is psychological), but I'll be able to start using the exercise equipment that I stare longingly at every morning over breakfast. Yay! ... well, possible yay.