Gah
Yesterday, I actually needed to don clothing that isn't either shorts, sweats or a swimsuit. The news was not good. Neither was the news given to me by the scale this morning. It seems a regular diet of wine, Mike's Lemonade, martinis, crackers and cheese and butter tarts, added to a distinct lack of exercise can be summed up in extra pounds. Eight to be exact. Most of which has gravitated to my ass.
Trouble is, we still have two more weeks of holidays planned. And all that yummy stuff is far more tempting on the boat. The lack of a YMCA is a problem too.
Starting today: less booze, less treats, more swimming. Specifically, wine with dinner on some nights, not all; no vodka drinks of any variety; one special baked treat per week; and no more cheesy snacking!
Trouble is, we still have two more weeks of holidays planned. And all that yummy stuff is far more tempting on the boat. The lack of a YMCA is a problem too.
Starting today: less booze, less treats, more swimming. Specifically, wine with dinner on some nights, not all; no vodka drinks of any variety; one special baked treat per week; and no more cheesy snacking!
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For her birthday, one of my friends recieved a portable dvd player from her husband. She had asked for it specifically so that she could continue her workout regimen while they motorbiked and camped through 3200 km of mountain. She's got photographic proof - he took pictures of her doing Tai Bo in the woods in front of her tent.
Dear Allison's ass,
I hear you and I have something in common - aside from our ongoing amazingness and envy from others. I figure, if a little of us is super - then a whole lot of us must be PERFECT!
Signed,
Jenn's ass.
Good luck with that, Ma'am. I know all too well that once you've started, it's difficult to stop.
No more cheesy snacks is just too cruel. Besides I think you're perfect.
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