And another one gone, and another one gone.
Another week bites the dust.
These weeks are going by much too fast. I don’t like it. Not one bit. I refuse to believe we are at the halfway point. Refuse!
I just don’t want this to end. *Sniff*
Through the sweaty times and the “oh no I’m going to puke” times…through the giggles and the tears…I’ve become attached. I love it. I love the people. I love how I feel. I’m just brimming with love and rainbows and sunshine. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. And clearly this is why I don’t like this whole time-flying-by thing. So it needs to stop. Now. Thanks.
Isn’t it just amazing how the time has flown by? And think of all the good you’ve done for yourself in just a few short weeks. The best part, I think, is how it feels like fun most of the time! The really hard work feels like fun! If I’d only figured out 25 years ago that the time would fly by, I might have started this sooner! Keep up the great work and great attitude. And remember, when the 12 weeks are up, you can still be a member of F2F. It doesn’t have to end.