
For some reason, of all the weigh-ins I've put myself through, this latest one was the most rewarding. The first 10 pounds felt good, and 15 was great. But 20? Twenty was a call for celebration. Twenty pounds was a phone call to my husband, mother and best friend. It was a high-five with my wonderful trainer, Paul. It was a brand new pink purse (a reward from me to me).
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Beautfiful through and through, Kat
ReplyDeleteAwh, thanks anon! Was it the Jay-z lyrics that touched you? I know they touch a lot of people ;-P
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