Chorus. I am going back tonight. The horrific dress I have to wear will not look good if I keep eating like it’s going out of style. I know. I just tried it on. I couldn’t complete the zip up process without outside assistance.
It would be better if I lost 5 lbs. Better still if I lost 10. Awesome if I lost 20.
I’m going for something between 5-10. I have 2 months before our first performance (at Avery Fisher Hall – I’m EXCITED). Cross your fingers ladies and gents that I can get it done.
It’s integral to my mental health as well. I’m feeling very sloth like. I’m full of good intentions – not quite there with the follow up.
C is also for – Chicken.
We are going to have snacks at chorus tonight – as we traditionally do on the first day back. So I did what I used to do back in the day.
You know. Those days where I weighed 25 lbs less than I do now.
So I made myself a sammich. Just half like I used to eat in the olden days.
C is for – Confessions.
I bake for the first day of chorus – again - traditionally. Everyone raves about the things I make – be it brownies or pound cake (I usually take things that are easy to transport). Today C is also for cookies – which I baked.
Sugar cookies.
With royal icing.
And colored sprinkles.
And Betty Crocker.
I feel so much better now that I’ve come clean.
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