She had heard, “Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.”
So she ran, stepped, rowed, spun.
Every drop of sweat that poured from her flesh tasted like glorious salty victory.
Looking at her transformed figure she sighed,
“Skinny’s got nothing on pizza.”
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writeamuck 
mmmm….pizza.
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Tell me about it! :)
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Isn’t that the truth! I was totally craving pizza today, too. lol
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All day, errry day. :)
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Amen to that.
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Lol…gotta love a good pizza! :) At least the rowing, stepping, spinning manage to lessen the guilt of eating the damn pizza! :D
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Truth! I need to buy an “I run for pizza” tee to wear at the gym. :)
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I wish I could taste pizza. That has not come back yet, even though chemo has been done since June. I can’t taste chicken, either. Oh well, lots of other things to eat!
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I hope that does come back. And soon. We all deserve the simple enjoyment of pizza.
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That’s totally IT! That’s everything.
(as I sit here thinking about beginning the running regimen again)
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Hahaha! It’s all a balance. :)
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I choose pizza over sweat any day! Probably why I still need to lose weight. LOL Oh well hell, you only live once! :) Love this.
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Thanks Kathy!! Pizza > all the sweats. :)
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This is far too true! Loved it! :)
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