My ode to the another pound lost.
How do you think I'm going to get along,
Without you, when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had,
And kicked me out on my own
Are you happy, are you satisfied
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat
Just one more pound and then I'm down 15 since the beginning of November - then 14 more to my goal weight.
Today was Butts and Gutts class - tomorrow I might not be able to bend over and tie my shoes... It could be worse.