I freely admit, August has been a wicked month. Truly terrible in so many ways that I can only be described as a Fatembracer, not a Fatfighter. The only running I've been doing is in the opposite direction from anything healthy.
I therefore vow (and not for the first time) to do better from now on. For a kick-off, I am giving up alcohol for September.
Anyone care to join me?
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I'm working in a similar direction but not quite as fast...more details to follow.
Harumph. I've already given up my golden, frosted pint pots of Magners in the interest of shrinkage. Even though many consider that cider constitutes a fruit portion. I don't think I'll give up the grape completely.
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