Can I just start by saying the last couple weeks I have felt more like myself than I have in MONTHS!
I have to admit I have been having a little bit too much fun for my own good, but I can honestly say that I am happy. The days of coming home from work and plastering myself to the couch are over, I have rediscovered my social life and I intend to continue to do so.
My husband and I both are on a mission to better ourselves mentally & physically.. I chose to marry a man with a metabolism of a 12 year old boy, and the drive of any world leader so I must say he is well on his way as far as his journey. I on the other hand ( although I am socially thriving per-say ) have myself going in the right direction but it's not as easy of a task for me.
Brett got me ZUMBA for Valentine's Day and I absolutely love it.. Love it to the point that when I came home from a TOO long day at the mall I popped in the DVD and started going to town... Tired or not, I want to Zumba.. I'm on a mission to get myself down a pant size, or two ( nothing crazy )! The struggle factor comes in the eating right department.. I am a meat and potato's kind of girl.. Cutting out the carbs is quite a task for me but I am trying.. and that's what counts.
I flip through old pictures I am tagged in on facebook and that's where I find my goal weight, inspiration etc.. (obviously not from the photo's where i am a case of beer deep and dancing on bars, but you know what i mean). I want to feel beautiful.. I want to love my body.. and therefor love myself a little bit more. I want the air of confidence back that has been lost over the years for a variety of reasons. I have myself to blame for that, not just all the fuckwits and shitty friends that have built this disastrous pile of girl.. Marlowe had a lot to with it too. I think any woman can relate to these feelings though..
But I am on a mission.. to grow and to repair.
Every house needs improvements, my house is going to be the best looking house on the fucking block, and will have a great foundation through myself, my friends, and most importantly my loved ones.. which I have to admit anyone I call a friend these days definitely is more of a loved one than anything else.
Here goes nothing: I weighed in tonight at 148lbs.. Goal weight: 135, I think I can I think I can I think I can!
Said the little engine that COULD..
"Every house needs improvements, my house is going to be the best looking house on the fucking block"
ReplyDeleteThis. Is. Great! Haha. Good luck with the "improvements" girl :)
I have been in this place many a time! You have the right attitude, getting yourself to a place where you are happy and healthy - and the looking and feeling good then fall into place. We as women do just get better with age and experience, and it comes through in everything we do :)
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