Candy. My weakness. Always has been, always will be. I gave it up for lent, along with cokes and fast food. I haven't had a sip of anything carbonated or caffeinated (well, except my Infinit nutrition I use for weekend long runs and rides) and haven't considered driving through any fast food joint since February 6th. But the candy? Gees. I was good until March 7th. That was the day I had my biopsy on my back and nearly fainted after leaving the dr's office. I decided candy was the only thing that would make me feel better, and it did. Sadly, I decided about 4 hours later it would make me feel better again! And then again a few days later, and then again last Sunday, and yesterday, and today!! You get the idea. I went to Beaumont yesterday for my 1 day Spring Break today and of course there were mini reeces in the candy jar. And of course I had them. Gees. I'm bad. I've never "cheated" like this before. Oh well, at least I'm ok on two of the three things I gave up.
I guess the only difference on Easter is that I will no longer feel guilty eating candy!
I guess the only difference on Easter is that I will no longer feel guilty eating candy!
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Craig Combs