There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Monday, April 30

I thought I was half dead.

I am on a diet. So my coworker and I walk to Subway at least once a week. Today was our Weight Watchers meeting. I lost 4.4lbs!! wOOt. Mucho pats on the back for me! I have come a long way this year.

The subway closest to our offices is about 3/4 a mile. A good stretch of the legs. So after our meeting (yea me!) off we go to the Subway where english is the second language. I get in line to get the Monday special. Turkey and Ham. YUMMY! (There are so many stories I have from my walks to this specific subway.) After going through the veggie questions, and pay for our meal, we start to walk outside. I noticed this smallish man in line staring at me. I thought, I shouldn't look at him and lock eyes. Then as I approach and notice he is still staring at me, i realize the truth. The man is checkin out my rack! :giggles:

and here I thought I was an old saggy has been. giggles.


  1. Dammit... i thought you didnt see me checking you out....

  2. I thought you were talking about a subway terminal, not a Subway sandwich stop.

    Which made the story really confusing until I corrected myself.

  3. That's terrific!
    You're doing wonderful....
    I love Subway..It's so

  4. slyde: if that was you, you aren't the man I thought you were.

    Earl: Subway.. EAT FRESH!

    Steph: thanks. I have a long road ahead. i wish I could sprint through it, but one step at a time gets you there too.