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Run Fat Boy Run

I sat on the couch all day today.  I did NO exercise, and worse yet, I barely moved my butt even within my own apartment.  In fact, the only reason I ditched my PJs and left my 600 square foot haven was to pick up my freshly pressed dress for this weekend.  But, the dry cleaners is less than 3 blocks from the apartment, so I expended less than 5 calories (and even that is being generous).  Meh.  I’m not pleased with my fitness-less day, but at the same time, I don’t really care.  I… Read more >

International eats

For the record, this is Thursday’s food (behind much?)…so forgive me if this is brief.  My recollection of the day’s happs is a bit foggy. Nothing too complicated about this.  Coffee with mega froth. I broke the fast with fresh melon and blueberry Chobz.  Fruity, no? Pretty sure I gymed it up after breks.  Nothing like working up a sweat to Little Miss Narcissism (aka She by Sheree).  Seriously, WHO gets a life size portrait of their own bust?  Those ATL b!tches will never cease to amaze me…  I wanted some good old fashioned comfort… Read more >

ready to chew my arm off

1) I was starving ALL freakin’ day long, why so hungry?? No idea. 2) My patients were making me craaaaaaaaazy!! 3) My subway train was stuck at the 50th street station (no express trains on weekends – BOO!!) because my car’s door wouldn’t close properly. It added an extra 30 minutes to my already horrible commute. Sweet. I was about to pass out because my stomach was eating itself. ANYways…I was starving by 10 and I was out of odwalla bars (sad), so I stole some food from the extra hospital breakfast trays (even more… Read more >