Sometime last year, around this time, I was determined to embark on a Fit for 50 plan. As this has proven to be unachievable, I have chosen instead to substitute the letter "a" for the letter "i" and am happy to report that I am right on target to achieve my goal. Hurray for me.
In the past 24 hours alone, I have eaten pizza, gooey chocolate brownies and, for lunch just now, a smoked meat with fries.
My comment to my sis that I would soon be on a Fit for 51 plan was met with derisive mocking.