Ahhh El, my dear old friend. Some days she annoys the crap out of me--sitting there--constantly judging me. Subjecting me to the way SHE thinks I should behave. Truth be told, I don't think Mike likes her very much either. He simply refuses to deal with her most of the time.
Then there are other days--days when I absolutely love her. She is so helpful in meeting my goals (on her terms of course) of losing weight, de-stressing, finding energy and feeling good about myself. And, I just love it when we watch my favorite tv shows together.
Ya see El is my elliptical. (Clever name that I can't take credit for-- a friend of a friend once named her's Ellie and I loved it!)I got El years ago and she helped me lose tons of weight --twice (pre and post Monkey). She has been callin' lately, tellin' me she misses me. She knows I need her and she is relentless.
She has promised all kinds of things: weight loss, smaller clothes, energy, heart health, smaller thighs, less guilt when I eat that piece of pie...(shh!)For all that...all I gotta do is give her 45 minutes a few days a week. Ugh.
Well here goes El--I will give you 3 days a week for the next month--so give it a rest already.
I so stink at negotiations...
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