Dear Grande Marble Macchiatto and fortune cookie, I love you, I do...it's not you, it's me. You are just too good for me. I have to let you go. I'm sorry, really, I am. I hope you find some other pitiful idiot who should have continued her 5K training over the last six months but decided to go on a binge love affair with sugar...
grande marble macchiato and a fortune cookie. mmmm.sustenance comes in all forms.

note the placement of my not-so-nutritional sustenance, smack in front of my current diet books and my inspirational picture of a salad eating cat (I love this picture! It is the front of a card from my Aunt Gem)

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