Shake, Blend & Moan

It's been a week since I started on my weight loss journey and all I can say is "Help."

I can say I'm grateful that my daughter and I didn't join that club where you have to weigh in every week under the watchful eye of the lady who missed her calling as a drill sergeant. I still haven't gotten over the shame of being the only one to gain five pounds in the first month. The one who gained instead of losing got to take home the "trophy" – a golden- colored chicken leg. I still have it in the attic somewhere since no one else has ever gained that much. I can't help it if I'm a nervous eater. I thought only five pounds was good – for me.


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