I decided this week that I need to get my act together. My eggnog pounds are not magically shedding, even while I continue to eat the same amount of food and resist exercise. Who would have thought? I assumed that just thinking about exercise would help solve the problem, but as this is clearly not the case, this week (well, yesterday) I began to exercise.
I dutifully did my yoga yesterday, and then today as I was putting on my exercise clothes, Big Trouble asked if I would play a game with him. When I told him I was going to exercise first, he asked, "For real?"
There was really no appropriate response, and The Professor's laughter from the kitchen basically said it all, I'm afraid.