Ok ladies. It’s time. Time to say goodbye to flab…am I right? I’m sure you feel it too; what with ads that ooze semi-naked women constantly. The pool calling our kids out for a swim.
We are who we are and we should love that about ourselves right? Unfortunately others’ perspectives still irritate me, influence me, and get me walking the old tread on the mill. I want to get toned, lose some weight, and feel all confident and ‘damn women’ and stuff. I have a plan. I often turn to Urban dictionary to keep my word up skills sharp and I happened across this ~
Do it up homie:
“Do it up homie is a legend, a prophecy. It involves living your life to the fullest and making the most out of every situation. It includes setting a goal and achieving it no matter what the circumstances are. Do it up homie is a life style, so live it. Do you feel the legend?”
Thanks Urban…I’m feeling the legend and I’m going to ‘Do it up homie’ and do it up hard.
Goal number one: Set goals. I’m going to have to think seriously about this. Once things hit the live blog it’s a do or die sitch. Am I going to post before pics (biting my lip seriously contemplating…I mean can I risk it? Once my white hyde is out there on the world wide web..it’s out there)?, am I going to exercise like a bad mama outta h-e-double hockey sticks?, am I going to give up my love of all things relating to cupcakes and sprinkles? I just don’t know yet, but I think it will be great to share this ‘traumatic experience’ with all of you! Traumatic cause dang it all to heck if change ain’t hard I don’t know what is. The only constant is change (I think that’s the old wives saying), but I also enjoy the monotony of my everyday regularity (that’s my current wife saying).
*I am for sure going to make the most of my situation. **I am for sure going to learn to be healthier (for my posterity if for no other reason……ahh who am I kidding, my bathing suit mocks me). ***I am for sure going to gain a stronger sense of self on my journey to ‘the forgotten shelf’…you know the one with all those jeans that you just can’t seem to squeeze into. ****I know. Enough with the stars already. But they are pretty****