Once again, it is confession time. As I was looking down on this scene, a question popped into my mind. Was I on the treadmill because I had just eaten a twenty pound chocolate bar (well, it was almost that big), or was I eating a huge chocolate bar because I could afford to do so after doing time on the calorie burning machine? Yes, I know, kind of the like the chicken and egg question except we are talking about addictive chocolate, not breast meat or eggs. Don't ask me to share, because it is all gone. At least I was washing it down with water and not Coke.
I do have SOME self control, you know.
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