The Itch

I picked myself up from my pity party and decided to take action. First stop, the gym.

I walk into the gym confident that I am finally dealing with my excess weight once and for all. One of the instructors later confessed to me that she thought I was pregnant. I seemed to be eliciting that reaction a lot. Annoying….Nkt! Anyway, I got into the rhythm of the gym after getting over “The Itch”.