the only way out is to eat it…all of it

There is a lot of chocolate in this house. And cookies. It would scare me if I actually counted the pounds of sugar I’ve eaten in the past two weeks. And it doesn’t help that I haven’t run since the beginning of November.

This wouldn’t bother me as much if I weren’t heading to a warmer climate in three weeks. A climate where I’ll be wearing a bathing suit.

Perhaps I’ll go for a run tomorrow. Because not eating the chocolate is not a viable option.