I love this quote. Today I am at war with my own butt. Yesterday I did pretty good. I could have done without the excessive amount of carbs and if squirt would have cooperated I would have gotten 30 minutes in on an elliptical but squirt didn't cooperate and then he looked sooo snuggly. Yeah.. we fell asleep snuggling instead of him falling asleep strapped to a carrier while we bounced on the elliptical. So? I could have done better. I'm going to do better today though. I'm at war with my own butt and I'm going to win. That's both the front butt and the rear butt. They're coming in on both sides but I'm still convinced I can take them.
Today I want to get into shape because.. I want to look kickass. Can I say kickass on here and not have it bleeped? I think I have tiny dog syndrom. When you're only 5 foot tall you feel the need to look like you could kick the snot out of someone even though you'd probably scream like a baby and run in the opposite direction. Speaking of running. I want to run in a 5K. Next July is the Mad Cow run. Don't ask me why it has to be this one but it does. Probably because it has the word cow in it and it's only 5 miles from my home. The goal is to lose the weight while the snow is on the ground then when it thaws rope the preteen into training with me. Because well.. who in their right mind is going to let a preteen beat them in a 5K? I'd never hear the end of it. She's a preteen. Anything she can do to make me want to pull my hair out she will do. So I have a goal. I have some motivation. Now I just have to find some more motivation and a grocery store. I've discovered all we have in the house is carbs.. carbs.. and more carbs. I did find some lettuce but I ate half of that last night. It wasn't bad.. once I smothered it in dressing.
November goal: 185 lbs and exercise at least 3 times a week. Some kids included. They can be weight training. Or.. obstacle courses as I run around them in an attempt to lock myself in a room to workout.
I'm going to do this. I'm going to kick my own butt.