'Twas the month after Christmas

One year ago I started my blog under Syl's Weight loss Journey, it has now been transformed into so much more...I continue to enjoy coming here and sharing my journey with all of you! I hope to one day come here and say I have crossed that finish line and I'm going to start maintaining. But for now I will continue to Live, Smile and Run :-)

I leave you with a special little something that I came across last year and thought you may enjoy it more than me blabbing on about something today :-).. I'll be back tomorrow to do that!

I wish I could tell you that I wrote this but I didn't and I'm not actually sure who did, just know it wasn't me, I can't take credit for it!

'Twas the month after Christmas,
and all through the house,
Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

The cookies I'd nibbled, the chocolate I'd taste
At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber),

I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;
The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese
And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."

As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
And prepared once again to do battle with dirt...
I said to myself, as I only can,
"You can't spend a winter, disguised as a man!"

So, away with the last of the sour cream dip.
Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip.
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

I won't have a cookie, not even a lick.
I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie.
I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore...
But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
Happy New Year to all, and to all a good diet.