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I went to see a doctor, after waking up two days straight with a swollen and painful right foot. I hadn't done anything to cause it injury. The doctor told me it was Gout. I looked up Gout on Google while he wrote me a prescription. Gout mainly appears in elderly people and alcoholics. According to Wiki I have it because I'm producing too much Uric Acid, or  my bloodstream isn't getting rid of it fast enough. So the Uric Acid settles in the tissue of certain joints, commonly the big toe, and crystallizes, ew, hardens, and causes pain. I got a $15 prescription of pills, and am feeling 100% better. To avoid another Gout attack I need to stay away from the red meat, and alcohol.  

I go back to work, tomorrow. OMG! People have been asking me how I feel about it. My general response is, "Excited, because I really need to start exercising my brain." I didn't realize how dumb I'd gotten this year, until yoga class yesterday. I've been taking yoga on Tuesday nights for the past 4 months. It's been great for my body, and an awesome excuse to leave the house without my baby. However, since I'm going back to work, I figured that I might actually want to spend evenings, after work, with my child. So when I signed up for my next series of classes, I decided to do a weekend class, Saturdays 1pm to 2pm. At the first class we started a little late, because of new registrants, signing of waivers, and payment processing. To my surprise, the instructor went an hour over. I guess it was to make up for the late start. I had only paid for an hour parking, so I was a little nervous when I walked out to the car. The Universe gave me a free pass t...

I've decided to stop worrying about the last 10 pounds of my pregnancy weight, and start doing something about it. So I'm focusing my energy on thinking skinny. Yup, no dumb bells or crunches for me. To get back into my super skinny jeans, I'm just going to start thinking that I'm skinny enough. If I learned anything from "The Secret", it's that the power of intention really works. Rent the movie if you don't believe me. After 2 weeks of thinking skinny (eating out and drinking wine), I'm down 5 nasty pounds. I just weighted myself to check that I'm not totally full of shit. I'm not. So yesterday, I took my skinny ass self to BCBG, to check out their sale. My summer strollin' dream dress was 30% off! The only sizes on the rack were extra small but I'm totally an extra small right? Yeah, no. I heard a seam rip as I wiggled the dress over my hips. And it clung grossly, like a needy girlfriend, to my midsection. Too sad, and ...