Chicken Soup For The Dieter's Soul - Plot & Excerpts
The challenged life may be the best therapist. Gail Sheehy She whips out her appointment book and cheerfully rattles off open times. “First thing in the morning is always good,” she lies. Nothing is good first thing in the morning except coffee in bed. In fact, the best thing first thing in the morning IS my bed. “What about 5:00 or 10:00 AM?” Dancing brown eyes shimmer over a smile that cuts her face in half. She is all teeth and joy. Even her name is cheerful—Lorri Ann. I had hoped for someone as somber about this situation as I. If fitness centers are great places to meet people, I wanted someone I could relate to right off the bat. Someone who knows that this is the last stop on the road to the end of the world. At least the world as I knew it. “Weight training is so exciting. You won’t believe how it will make you feel. We can reshape your body like PLAYDOH. When you come in, first thing we’ll do is fat testing. Then we’ll measure your dimensions.” I was never keen on tests in school.
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