I can remember when it started. a few years ago fit and strong, every month... getting worse. constantly swearing "ya, I"m doing it... I'll get there" Somehow it doesn't happen. Trying to wrap my head around long suffering fat consuming rides.. I don't want to suffer... I'd rather somehow enjoy it.... somehow changing who what where when I do...
Last week... well didn't want to because it would make me too tired... this week I"m sick... they are not excuses... it's just what it is... but here it is... becoming a walrus...
dear god...
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