I couldn't find a monkey in Burberry, so this will have to do.
When someone says he has a monkey on his back (as so few women are ever heard to say this aloud, unless they're wearing flannel), I always imagine "Planet of the Apes" -- not the one with Marky Mark but Moses. That, and those little wind-up monkeys with the cymbals.
I prefer my monkey be instrument-free and wearing a cute little Burberry onesie. However, were he an honest monkey, he'd frequently break into choruses of "Get together with Mazzio's!"
It took me until this paragraph to realize the back-monkey analogy kinda blows, so my apologies. Basically, I just want to admit to having a food addiction -- THE worst addiction I've ever had, and I've dealt with a few demons between the ages of 25 and 29 version 6.0. But the food addiction thing has haunted me since I was 9 years old.
Whatever, I don't say all that to whine; I say it for practice, as I feel a confession coming on this evening at Dubya Dubya, which will be my first weigh-in since a week before Snowmegeddon. And lemme tell ya, I've definitely put on some pounds since then. Hopefully, confession's not only good for the soul but the waistline, too.
The scary thing, however, is that all this accountability stuff I've been preaching to myself (and, on less frequent occasions, in front of you) hasn't seemed to make a diffy in my diet. Basically, I'm hoping I can guilt myself into sticking with Dubya Dubya for a full month, even if I'm trapped in my house again by blizzard, hail storm, straight-line winds or whatever Mother Nature throws at me. Except my birthday -- I fully intend to take the day off work, hole up in my house and watch "Steel Magnolias" on a constant loop for 24 hours. But we'll talk about that later.
Kindly wish me luck, and I'll let y'all know how it goes tomorrow. I might even fess up to my current tonnage -- which, as I told you last time I sought HELP (Hillcrest Exercise and Lifestyle Program), I was about 226.4 (which equals 229.2 on the Dubya Dubya scales). A week later, I was 221.4 at HELP. And, last week when I went to the gym just ONE LAZY DAY, I was exactly 226.4 again. Trust me, that number will have climbed.
Peace, love and Burberry monkeys ... XOXO
