The greates thing to blog, is blog itself

Still no replacement treadmill. I can feel it. It might be psychological because I refuse to step on the scale until I have worked out for at LEAST three days in a row. So I might not have gained a pound but it FEELS like I have gained ten pounds in five minutes. It's insidious, this food obsession ... dare I say disorder? I haven't been diagnosed so I'm not gonna say that. However, I AM going to DIE in about 72 hours if I don't get a treadmill. I feel I can claim that without risk of exaggeration.

But in all seriousness ... that's a word, right? Seriousness? My powerful brain isn't functioning correctly because I HAVEN'T WORKED OUT IN A WEEK! (deep breath in through the nose ... and out through the mouth) Okay, in all seriousness, I'm going to Sear's today because I need to see if I can expedite the shipping. If I do it online I can't bargain and/or cajole or bribe or whatever is necessary to speed the process.

That being said, I have to go. I'm uncomfortable sitting here, anyway. I feel myself spreading by the single character I type and I'm SURE that's real.