Zomg, Hey! Long time no blog!
It was partly because I am (as usual) crazy busy, but it was mostly because I didn't actually do anything (and I mean ANYTHING) about getting back into my super cute jeans.
Why, you ask? Because I doooooooooon't waaaaaaannnnnntttt to.
Not a good enough reason?
Um, yeah, true.
I had so much trouble making myself take the leap into a lifestyle change. I had no trouble whining about the fact that I still hate all my clothes. But DO something about it? I was all talk, no action. My diet was always starting tomorrow. Or Monday, as the case may be.
That has changed. Thank you Scott.
This morning, I was talking about bailing on the challenge.
(Go ahead, judge me. It's fine.)
You see, yesterday, the very nice physio therapist told me that I am under no circumstances allowed to exercise. Until I get my concussion symptoms under control.
Well doesn't that just suck.
How on earth am I supposed to get into shape without Jillian? Or running? Or ANYTHING?
I was unloading my woes onto Scott, and he suggested a side challenge might motivate me. (Read scare me into eating better and cutting out booze).
So we are off! If I don't make my goal on May 1st, I will owe Scott 6 MONTHS of daily blow jobs. I can do the math.... that it like a MILLION..... oh wait.... only 180 or so. (But it will
feel like a MILLION!!!)
I am, what you call, back on the bandwagon!!