How to gain 10 pounds. Or have your friends drop their pants.
The right way.
Or the personal trainer way.
Beverly Morris, the supergal who’s allowed us into her breast cancer recovery event, now has a new challenge.
Listen to this . . . .
Yes. The plastic surgeon said he needed fat to harvest before he would schedule her reconstructive surgery. And Beverly doesn’t have any. Poor thing.
I know. The easy answer would be for all of us to donate our fat.
A win-win right?
Charitable soul that I am,
I marched to her doctor’s office and dropped my tights to reveal black Sharpie circles around the back of my thighs.
“Take all you need. And more. Please.”
After politely telling me to pull up my tights — and before calling the Athens police, her doctor said that he could only use Beverly’s fat for her body.
What’s up with that?
So I baked her chocolate chip cookies.
See how much I love the rower. You can’t hide that kind of love.
In three weeks, Beverly heads back to the doctor to see if she’s ready.
What would be your advice to an uber-healthy eater to gain 10 pounds in three weeks?
Yes, three weeks not three days.
