From time to time random thoughts pop into my head. On Friday the following statement dominated my thoughts:
You’re not as skinny as you used to be but you’re not as fat as you’re going to be
I got this from some postcard or other that said something like – you’re not as young as you used to be but not as old as you’re going to be so live it up
How funny that almost simultaneously I got the following Groupon mailed to me.
Is Groupon in my mind?
How did Groupon know that I was lamenting my former bottomless-pit self? What prey-tell do I mean by bottomless pit? I mean that I’m lamenting the fact that I used to be able to eat whatever the hell I wanted to with seemingly no consequences or repercussions. Ahhh welcome to 30-something.
While no liposuction is in my future I am planning for a large dose of self control. What does self control look like you ask? On Saturday, while out with a friend, instead of ordering the fries with my cheeseburger I got a salad…
…which I then topped with a bit of ranch.
Don’t judge me it’s Monday. We don’t judge til the weekend.
Make it a good one.