So, I innocently show up for work on Monday morning. Humming a lovely (in my opinion) tune and feeling pretty good about the hair day ahead, I walk up the stairs. Only to find a GIANT jar of chocolate candy (Hershey's nuggets, no less) on my desk. NOW, for those of you who don't know, I share my job with a lovely young woman whom we will call Jess. Jess is a stick. Jess works out every day and has the metabolism of a 14 yr old. Jess has will-power when faced with chocolate. Jess apparently has NO regard for poor little chubby me whose will power only kicks in when all traces of the chocolate are gone. :( So, I've been workin on that candy. AND, it's almost gone, I am happy and sad to say. Happy because soon, I will not have any more to eat. :) Sad because it just means I ate it all. :(
And, to add insult to injury, ANOTHER co-worker whom we will call Jill came over today with a fist full of TWIZZLERS! Now, for those of you who don't know, the only thing I love more than chocolate is...Twizzlers. I suppose I could have refused them or thrown them away, but those of you who know me are giggling at the absurdity of that thought!! So, now the 1 hour walk I was planning today has turned into a 90 minute walk during which I am going to do intervals to ramp up that metabolism and get rid of the Twizzlers which are currently making their way to my thighs.