Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 07 February 2017

Today I have to start by saying that FatSecret has the most amazing group of people and most of them are my buddies. Some of them are my new buddies who have no idea what they just signed up for. Most of them did this to themselves voluntarily. Others looked like they knew what they were doing by posting info on their workouts and food and well.. they also had a picture of someone I'm assuming was them as their profile pic who well.. looked like they also knew what they were doing. I should probably apologize to these innocent people that accepted my friend invite... I should.. but I'm not. lol

Today is a much different day. Yesterday I went home, cuddled with the kids, cuddled with my calves, was absolutely amazed when a sick calf that was born two days ago finally stood (still don't know if it will make it but we've been saying it isn't going to make it for 2 days now and he's proving us wrong), I was so happy and grateful to the husband going the extra mile on a bull calf just to make me happy that I proceeded to grab the husbands butt anytime he made the mistake of bending over.. he looked amused for a while then threatened to dump me in the manure spreader, the boys on the other hand thought this was hilarious and are now spanking their father anytime he bends over.

Then.. after the boys were asleep I kicked the butt of any anxiety I was still feeling. Amazing fact.. when on the elliptical blasting music on your earbuds, singing off key in a loud whisper so you don't wake the tiny monsters doesn't allow a lot of energy left to throw a pity party. Heck I even threw in some planks again and found out that my bedroom carpet smells like dog farts and popcorn.. at the same time. It's motivating to not drop in the middle of a minute... I still dropped after 40 seconds on the 3 sets but it was motivating. Oh and.. somewhere I read that planks are all mental. If you make your mind believe it you're supposed to be able to hold out longer. Bull POOP. Unless my mind is in my butt.. that shakes before it sends the message to the rest of my body that it suddenly wants to be up close and personal to the smell of dog fart/popcorn scented carpet.

Today I need a walker... but I'm planning on writing up a new routine to stick with and rotate through for workouts. Maybe if I focus on getting healthier and keep stalking new people on fatsecret.. and keep annoying ya'll.. and finally get back to a comfortable weight where I feel cute... Maybe then the funk will pass once and for all. Any suggestions for an at home workout routine?