So today I went to the Doctors today for a check up.

Like always, she checks my weight and says I’m overweight. No surprise there. She also tells me that I have high blood pressure. Not so high, it’s a little over the average blood pressure number that I should have, but still high none the less.

I told her I started running (which is true, I have, just not often enough because my friends are all busy and I don’t want to work out alone), so she knows that I plan on losing weight.

But here’s the kicker.

To see that I’m really going to work out and improve my eating habits, she wants me to go see her again in one month. To see if I lost any weight, and to see if my blood pressure goes back to normal.

Seriously? I don’t know what she’s expecting, but knowing her, she’s expecting a fucking miracle.