Since the surprise invasion visit of my parents, I have gained some weight. Not a whole lot but enough to turn fits/smidge loose to smidge tight.
The drinking and eating out are the cause. I know that. Also lack of regular exercise. But I got a full blown shock when I brought the scale home with me. The numbers tell me that the last 5 pounds I was trying to shake have now upped the ante to 15. ugh.
So back on the wagon with this girl. Buckling down on booze and food like the gestapo. Must commence operation awake before dawn to fit in exercise. Some how I must not become sleep deprived.
Must get back to fighting weight. At a minimum, shake off those 10 lovely pounds that jumped on my ass since the invasion.
I know what I need to do. Now I just need to get myself 100% committed to seeing it thru.
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good god I know that..
the thought of someone taking my picture to post on a website for the new job has me terrified.. I have FROG NECK! My goodness.. Feel a Joan Crawford moment coming on.. need to tape all the excess flab and skin up behind my ears before the photographer arrives..
If you feel like getting up at 5:30am for a hot (but short) man, let me know!
I have been feeling the same thing and started a tough video workout coupled with loooooong walks & eating twigs & berries. So far, it's (slowly) working.
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