Confessions of a Fat Girl
Yeah, I ran.
Every day, in fact. Three or more miles.
I’m the one who put the cracks in the sidewalks.
I’ve never NOT exercised. Exercise was never the problem.
I like sugar. Carbs. Sweets. Fried foods, foods like those I grew up with in the Deep South. Lard biscuits and melting butter, the kind that disappears on your tongue. Biscuits and…