So the last time I posted, it was this long winded article about how I lost motivation, and was determined to get back on track. That was roughly two months ago. Since then I’ve found myself doing great for a few days, and then falling back off the motivation train. This summer it didn’t take… Continue reading Help! I’ve lost all motivation… again
It’s been a crazy few weeks. We celebrated Monkey turning 9, started 4th grade, and did our end of the summer purge. I don’t have a lot of clothes. After I gained 48 pounds in a year, almost nothing fit. I’ve slowly gotten some clothes that fit, but mainly they are Yoga pants, stretchy capris,… Continue reading My biggest failure.
One word: Cake. So much cake.. Three cakes and 50 cupcakes within the week. One more cake to go. My children are six years apart, but their birthdays are exactly one week apart. Do you know what happens when you have two birthdays and a birthday party within a week? Four letters… CAKE. I will… Continue reading When the fat kid sees cake.
This weekend was insane! I spent Saturday helping my aunt move in the morning. Going to a meeting in the afternoon and then going back to finish helping my aunt. I was whipped by the end of the night. Sunday a different aunt was awesome and came to help me paint two bedroom. Yes I… Continue reading Movers shakers and the big fifteen.
Hello great wide interweb. It’s been quite a bit hasn’t it? So first and foremost, I am changing my posting schedule. I have decided daily was just too much for me. So from here on out I will be posting weekly on Saturdays. Now for some exciting news: I have lost a grand total of… Continue reading Updates and Changes
Two words: Pound Class. That has to be one of the most fun things I have ever done. For 45 minutes you bang the crap out of the floor with drumsticks. Okay, so it’s much more than that, but who knew doing that many squats and lunges could actually be fun? Even the ab workout… Continue reading Beating the crap out of things
I did it. I went to a public group excercise class! I can not express how nervous I was. I swore they would judge and laugh and snicker under their breath. How incredibly wrong I was. I went to Zumba at my local YMCA, and they were so welcoming! There were bodies of all shapes… Continue reading Facing my fear.