Because he smiles
I may not be good at it, or fast, or even like it very much. And everything hurts and I feel like I'm dying.... But it's the little improvements that I notice each time I go for a run, and the way my husband smiles at me that keep me going back for more.
That is what I posted to Facebook earlier. And all of it is true. But the part that I leave out from most conversations because it's not something people want to talk about is that:
The way I see it.... It's been almost a year and I haven't gotten pregnant yet. So if I can't figure out how to get preggers ... I minds well get skinny.
And then I turn around and eat pizza. Cause. It's pizza.
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