'Tis the season for getting fat, and resistance is futile.
After Thanksgiving and the day of stuffing myself crazy, I told myself that I'd be really good and not eat junk on Friday. But then I woke up to pies and potatoes and gravy and cheese. So then I told myself that I needed to eat it and get it out of the house.
I guess the same applies to the candy bowls full of Hershey kisses and mint M&Ms.
The only solution, then, is to get to the gym more.
Which is a joke, because actually I'm so swamped right now that I've been thinking about going less. Just until January, anyway.
Which means I'm just going to get fat. And then I'll make a New Year's Resolution to lose the weight. Just like the rest of America.