It’s me again; Karol the Commish.  I love my job as Commish because I get to do what I do best: be bossy and deal with food. The thing is, I have a very important relationship.  It’s something I’ve been committed to for three months and I don’t want to give it up.  I’m deeply involved with Gym.

You see Gym may block my tasting of dozens of pies.  As a general health nut, I’ve visited Gym quite a bit over the years.  It was something causal and fun to make the time pass.  Lately though, we’ve taken our relationship to the next level.  He’s making me as strong as possible (check out my right to bare arms) and I’m working on my end to keep the healthy food at a maximum.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind an occasional cheat;  one cannot survive on protein and vegetables alone.  I can have a cupcake or a slice of pizza here and there but I can’t under any circumstances shovel the equivalent of an entire pie during the Pie Off.

What’s a committed woman to do?