This weekend I started working out again. Why in the Hell did I stop working out in July when I'd just gotten a little progress going? Because it was freaking hot here in Texas and I got busy living and then lost my stupid job and got all freaked out! That's my story and I'm stickin to it.
I'm one of those gals that gains weight when I smell food, let alone eat any! I try hard not to over-eat, but the little extras that sneak into my diet tend to get me into trouble.
Which is why I had to stop eating desserts at work and start working out again. I mean, I work with a 30 something and a 20 something at the catering company. The first gal is about a size 6, about to have a tummy tuck and a boob job, and is marrying our boss around the first of the year. I can't say how I feel about that, because while I wouldn't want to marry the guy, I'm jealous of the quick fix she's about to get--who wouldn't be!!
The younger gal is actually about my size, which is about a 14-ish size, when I behave myself. I do not want to get any bigger, and really have been saying that I want to lose about 50 pounds for the past 5 years or so.
So I started working out again. My legs are sore, my left foot and shin hurt, and I feel like an old woman when I get up outta my chair. But this will only last for a few days and I'll get back to that "feeling better about myself" zone, and when the scale starts going down again, I'll be motivated to continue!
That's my story and I'm stickin to it!
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