So I’m getting ready this morning, and I’m cutting my fingernails – which gets me to thinking – why were our fingernails designed to just keep growing ? What’s up with that, God? Knowing full well we would not have the capacity to cut them, why create them so they kept growing?
Which, got me to thinking, obviously they break by the time they get too long. That managed to quell my inquisitiveness for a nanosecond, and then I realized that the people who grow their fingernails to World Record length really put some major effort into those things.
And then it hit me – those fingernail people – the ones everyone gawks at, takes pictures of, makes fun of, and everything else – those people are just like what I want to be. No, I don’t want to grow my fingernails to world record length. But I do want their dedication. That takes some serious dedication, people.
So basically in this point in my weight loss, I’d say I’ve broken a fingernail. And while I still have 9 other fingernails that are perfectly fine, I know I still have to start back from the beginning. I am happily back in my routine, chugging along, and I’m at 174. It’s going to be a long year, but it is what it is and I have the dedication.
And, because you know I had to give you some kind of visual to this craziness...: