Why Diets and Holidays Aren't Friends.
It seems every time I try to go on a diet, on comes another holiday. It started when I got to school, but then there was Halloween. After gorging on candy, I thought it would be good to start then; but no, there was Thanksgiving, and my Dad got a Tur-duck-hen. After that it was too cold, and good old Xmas came, and I gorged on Xmas cookies (bad idea). Now that it's warmer, I thought working out would be great, but now there's freakin' Easter--and that candy lasts FOREVER. On top of it all, I have black lung like crazy, and little motivation to actually go to the gym. In fact, that bag of Butterfinger eggs look pretty damn good right now.