I woke up this morning to the sound of laughter and the smell of coffee. I went to join in but found I could not move the way I thought I could. So I rolled out of bed and stood on my creaking, aching knees and painfully walked to the stairs. I stood at the top of the stairs for a bit contemplating the journey. My feet still tingling from being asleep were causing me to double think my physical abilities. With my left leg first, it almost felt like the hokey pokey going down.
I got to he middle landing and knew this was crazy. I'm not even 40! How could this have happened? It was so subtle, this weight gain. Only yesterday I was frolicking pain free in my back yard now a larger shell of my former life I tire easy and maintain a regime that supports my weight-full existence.
No more! I am rebelling! I am determined and I will succeed...now, all I need to know is...where's the coffee?
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