I’m sorry I haven’t posted in nearly a week. I’m dealing with some chaos in my life. Things are extremely…..out of control.
I hope to catch up as soon as I can. I’m going to be out of town the next few days. I hope every single one of you is well and happy.
Send all your prayers and good ju-ju my way! Please?
Turns out, this working out thing, is going to kick my ass. One full hour of cardio and weight training was brutal. My arms ache. My thighs shake when I walk. My feet feel like they’ve ran a marathon on broken glass. Even my buttocks are feeling the burn and I’m not talking human excrement. I’m talking about lunges and squats and pain. Beautiful weight loss pain. I think I lost 0.2 pounds just walking into the gym.
I love it. Even if I do hurt like never before. I can’t wait to go back again. No seriously. I’d never lie to you. I just hope the teeny, tiny trainer takes it easier on me!
Oh yeah, and Happy Valentine’s Day. Go visit Mocha to find out how she loves herself. Then visit Hilly, because it was her idea for a new way to celebrate this love holiday. I’m sharing some link love, today!
What I love about me is that I’m committed to my weight loss plan. I feel healthy. I am eating foods I never thought I’d like. For example, I bought a real mango, not something processed with artificial mango flavor. It was the original fruit. It was strangely similar to pineapple and canteloup in taste, but it was good. Wholesome.
I love my writing. My expression of creativity is voiced on this blog and it feels good. I am grateful for this outlet.
I love that I’m a better person for not letting negative thoughts, feelings and people get the better of me. I’ve eliminated the toxins; mentally, physically and spiritually and for once I’m feeling free.
I feel like me. I’m more confidant and content with Dana. She’s beautiful.
Now, I want all of you to love yourselves, today. Each one of you is amazing! Believe it! Live it! Love you!
And don’t worry, you don’t have to leave a comment about what you like about me. The important thing is that you share love on this great day!
Yesterday, I failed to write my Memory Monday post. Actually, I wrote my entry, but it’s still a draft staring at me right now as I write this post.
The memory I want to share is from elementary school and it’s a very difficult topic to discuss. Kids are cruel. At Roosevelt Elementary school in Plover, Wisconsin, I wasn’t a “cool kid”. I didn’t wear Air Nike shoes or Jordache jeans. Ick. Jordache jeans. I’m almost glad I didn’t wear them. In fact I think I wore Lee and they are pretty hot now, I’m told.
Needless to say, my post is still in the works. I just need a few days (read: another week) to iron out the touchy parts.
In other news, my period is 15 days late. Don’t worry, I’m not pregnant, the stick test says so. We all know how accurate those are. For my mind’s sake, I’m having a blood test done to be sure. I just wish my ovaries and uterus would make up their minds. It’s not nice to scare a girl like this.
Perhaps all this healthy eating and exercise has stunned my body. It must be in shock!
I must admit, a Big Mac keeps calling my name, but my willpower intervenes every time! Damn her!
After many weeks (okay only three) of eating healthy foods and faithfully following Weight Watchers, I’ve decided to join a gym.
I used to go to the local YMCA, but because I no longer work for the hell hole formerly known as Travel Guard, I can’t take advantage of the discounted membership rates.
I’ve tried to research our health insurance plan to see if they offer discounts on such memberships to no avail.
I miss my yoga, terribly. I really think it kept me more healthy mentally than physically.
I have a treadmill and stair stepper at home and I use them often, but I just need something more. I need to be in the presence of other women who are doing their best to slim down and firm up.
It’s gotten to the point where I can’t stand to look in the mirror. My thighs scream at me to do more lunges. My stomach misses abdominal crunches desperately. My rear end…well, she’s just sick of being sat on all day.
I saw an advertisement in our newspaper for Fit Zone For Women. They are offering a free 21-day trial of their facilities. They offer Nautilus cardio equipment, weight machines and several yoga, pilates, step aerobics and balance ball classes, too.
During this trial period I will work with a personal trainer. This is my favorite part. That’s what I need. An aerobic drill sargeant to bust my ass if I slack. This trainer will go so far as to call you at home or work or on your cell phone if you fail to miss a day. It can’t get any better than that!
Wish me luck. I meet her tomorrow. Yikes!
