Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Confessions of a sugar slip

"  Five mornings a week, my husband goes to the health club, gets on the stair-stepper, sets the timer, and buries his nose in a book. Recently, he noticed an amazingly fit middle-aged woman who seemed to run circles around everyone, took few breaks, and rarely even broke a sweat.
    "It's not fair," he complained. "By the time I'm dragging myself off to the showers, she's hopping back onto the stepper for another session."
    One day he came home with a sheepish grin. "Well," he said, "they're identical twins."  "


So, why is it, on the day that I exercised more than normal, I ate worse!!  I slipped today with my sugar!  So, no more slips today!!!   
Looking forward to tomorrow's new week start!!

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