The Biggest Loser isn't the only war I'm fighting. It hasn't even been a week since I made my deal with the devil (aka Shirley - seriously, I really do love you Shirley!). Shirley is addicted to the scale, and I'm addicted Diet Coke. I gave up the Diet Coke, and Shirley promised not to get on the scale but once a week. To say it has been easy would be the biggest lie I've ever told. I am now convinced that Diet Coke or the chemicals and crap they use to make it are truly addictive. BUT, I am powering through! Even tonight, when I was in tears and surely near death, I told Shirley, "Go get your fat ass on the scale. I'm getting me a Diet Coke!" (Gasp) I am proud to report . . .
- Shirley did not get on the scale
- I did NOT have a Diet Coke
Now, I have to give a shout out to that white devil I call my friend - Shirley! You all should have seen her tonight! While Philip and I were near death, she was prancing around! Shirley, I know you think you're weak; but I am here to tell you that you are one of the STRONGEST people I know! We ARE going to win this thing! Can I get a "HELZ YEAH!"?