It's 5:15 pm and I'm wearing yoga pants and running shoes and trying to figure out how to strap my chest down enough to not to give myself a black eye.
"Melanie?"
"In here, Babe."
The Hub walks in on a familiar sight, his eye brows raised with an expression that says it all and I am quickly on the defence.
"I was reading Jamie's new blog and it really got me thinking. I need to get into shape, I am commited to it this time. REALLY, I am! I am going to run with the dogs and eat right, this isn't a diet, I am not making a resolution, I am making a life style change. I want to be healthy and I want to stick to this. Really, I am serious this time."
And really, I do, but my speech wasn't for him as much as it was to convince myself that this isn't going to be another week of whole grains and protien shakes just to collapse on Saturday in a junk-food-induced coma wondering who-the-hell ate my last Funyun. This time it's going to be different.
I survived my first weekend relatively unscathed, (only ONE minibon!) and I am ready to do this!
Monday, January 11, 2010
New Year, New Start
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