Because of The Challenge, I got on the treadmill for another 2 mile walk last night, and about 10 minutes into it, I thought to myself, “This is hard.” Then I had these thoughts:

~No, trying on a size 16 bathing suit in a cramped dressing room with bad lighting is hard;

~Trying to find a pair of jeans that fit over my bubble butt is hard;

~Waiting until the lights are out before getting undressed in front of my husband is hard;

~Hoping my 11 year old son’s friends don’t tease him for having a fat mom is hard;

~Looking at my 7 year old daughter and hoping she doesn’t turn out like me is hard;

~Dreading my high school reunion NEXT YEAR because I’m a good 60 pounds heavier than I was in high school is hard;

~Being fat is hard;

2 miles on the treadmill – PIECE O’ FREAKIN CAKE!!