Excuse time is over. There is ALWAYS an excuse to not eat right and exercise and let’s get real here, NONE of them hold water.
I have gained 50 fucking pounds this year. 50. Fucking. Pounds. That’s a lot. Like… a way lot. Cielo’s food truck took a Mother’s Day shot of Jessi and I the other day and I didn’t even want to tag myself in it because I look HORRIBLE!! It’s amazing how sometimes I can look in the mirror and convince myself that I don’t…..
I went shopping over the weekend because none of my clothes fit and it sucked. A lot. Like…. a way lot.
I need to look at this is in a different way. I am not taking care of myself. I am living in the moment doing whatever I want, whenever I want. It still feels like a party when Lonnie and I are spending time with each other and party to me = YAHOOOO eat whatever you want. So I need to learn that happy does not equal party!
I have 5ks coming up. I have clothes that I would like to be wearing. I have irritating fat that I need to go away and stop getting in my way!!
So it’s ON!!!!!!!!! As of today it’s SO on!! For the millionth time. But I saw this ‘quit smoking’ commercial that said something about the more times you try, the more chances you are giving yourself to succeed. So here we go!!