The title is a play on Pizza My Heart. I love pizza. Yesterday, went to Caffe Italia and had yummy pizza. Sadly, my a** paid dearly for it, so I worked out. Feeling much better now. I was feeling really fat. I'm still fat, but what one workout can do is amazing.
Not much else is happening, which is always good. More working out to do, especially since tomorrow night having a potluck. It never ends!
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