A Poem

Today is a tough day.

I want the pounds to go away.

I know that water is my friend

But I want Diet Pepsi until the end.

Snacks are always staring at me,

Always asking- “will you please eat me”

k I’m done, but seriously, I’m having a tough time again. Stuck in the same place, and I find myself grazing all day like a rabid horse. I wish they sold dog muzzles for humans so I could lock my mouth up all day. It’s also too bad that food tastes so delicious, I have to tough it out. I will beat food.



  1. Robin · July 25, 2013

    I’m cheering you on… you can DO it!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s