Junk Food Days Are Over...

A trip to the Cheesecake Factory left me:
With heartburn,
A guilty heart,
and
Fat.
I think my “cheat days” are coming to an end;
Just another loss as you get older.

So UnZen!

My Zen was lost when the girl next to me rolled out her filthy yoga mat; honestly, it smelled like dirty feet and blue cheese!
Every downward dog was like fighting back an upward projectile vomit!

Smoking In Restaurants

I guess because I live on a coast I'm a snob...
But I can't understand for the life of me why anyone would want to eat in a restaurant oozing with smoke!
I'm not a smoker, nor have I ever been-
But I'm that "friend" who always accompanies the smokers outside.
Mainly because it's fun to be social, and the "smokers club" is always interesting.
However, eating my healthy salad while breathing in the Camel unfiltered that the 200 pound man at the table next to me puffs on is just NASTY!
Dear Missouri-
Smoking in restaurants is just gross.
I felt like I was in Germany circa 1997...
It's not hip and cool, it's just smelly and wrong.

Too Much Food!

There's nothing worse than feeling like a stuffed pig,
Sitting in the theatre with my gut hanging over,
Gross!

Why do I continue eating when I'm full?

I'm judging dancers all day long,
But I'm afraid they might be judging me too...