Well, I say no use crying over spilled milk (or butt-spread), it is what it is and time to move forward--if in fact I can get this over-weight carcass moving! I've resumed my trips to the Chamber of Horrors; if that term is new to you, you may want to click on it and get in the game, here. I can deal with the Goddess of Pain, who seems to be perkier than ever, but it's really difficult trying to avoid the inevitable " nooner," as we KNOW that is counter-productive.
This is the absolute worst time of year to try to lose weight! We only had about a dozen trick-or-treaters, so there's all that leftover Halloween candy. And lurking on the horizon is Thanksgiving; disaster on a plate! I love turkey, gravy, mashed potatoes, rolls, and the heavenly desserts. And as quick as you can say, "No, thank you," to the third or fourth helping, Santa will be here! Who can celebrate Christmas without chocolate fudge, plus a repeat of all the Thanksgiving goodies?
I think it must be an end of the year conspiracy to bully you into making New Year's resolutions that will be impossible to keep! Maybe if I try chewing on my nails instead of chocolate?