Both kids were screaming when I was pulling out of the garage yesterday, they had me so distracted that I backed right into the garage door as it was still opening.
Then - simultaneously both kids took massive craps in their diaper.
Yesterday was rough...
Plugging away on the Elliptical.
Go
Go
Go
You are a fatty mess
Keep going.
These are the pep talks I give myself while push forward over and over again on this machine.
I want to be 21 again, minus the over drinking & total abuse of being an attractive single woman.
I could eat anything, drink anything, could sleep all day & stay up all night and still manage to look fucking awesome.
Anywho, enough of the same bull shit whining.
I've cranked out a crazy amount of weights today, 150 ball crunches, lunges & now I'm plowing away on the Elliptical.
Haven't weighed myself yet.
I'm scared of disappointment :-(
Someone tell me to keep going. Even if it hurts move forward.
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