Yo.
I don’t mean yo like, “Yo, what up my diggity dawg?”
I mean yo like yo-yo.
Like lose the weight, yo.
Gain it back, yo.
I have a bad history with big losses and slow, steady
gain-backs.
I screw up my will and make a gigantic push toward a
specific goal.
I reach my goal.
I celebrate.
I celebrate some more.
I lose track of myself, eating a little too much, drinking a
little too much, exercising a little too little.
A pound here.
A pound there.
It adds up, but you know that already.
I’m yo’ing again, yo.
Twenty-five pounds down in less than two months.
Just tracking exactly what I put in my piehole.
Making sure I pop a little sweat each day.
This yo-yo is on the way down.
Maybe this time, it’ll occur to me to cut the string.
Short, sweet..uh...sorry....and to the point! This explains that yo-yo thing really well!! Great blog.
ReplyDeleteThere is some cowboy quote about not lying down until your dead. I'm sure it's more eloquent and less creepy than that but that's the gist of it. Keep going. Make hay while the sun is shining. Something something yeah. :)
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