Embarrassing but true (which could also be the name of this blog)--I've been Zumba-ing and Dance Party-ing all this time because I secretly had this fantasy that on my 40th birthday I would suddenly emerge looking fantastic. Like some sort of Biggest Loser-Spring-Out-Through-A-Picture-Of-Me-In-Pyjama-Pants kind of moment--even though I haven't been sequestered, and people would've seen me immediately before I sprang out, but whatever...
But yesterday, when I ate not one, not two, but THREE doughnuts...I had to admit to myself that I may not be as committed to that goal as I thought.
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