If I had a hundred dollars for each time I've started an exercise plan AND then got sick. I'd be RICH!
Hubby came home from WWDC with an illness....and he passed it on to me because we did a lot of *talking* when he got home. Yeah....we were talking.
I'm hoping that I can convince him to get my feet some new running shoes this weekend so I can start over on Monday.
6 weeks until the Reunion! UGH!!
Comcast tech should be here any minute to hopefully fix my internet. It's been rough...
Showing posts with label Reunion Training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reunion Training. Show all posts
Friday, June 17, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Dear Ass, Get in Gear.
This post is about how I need to get my ass in gear!
I've jacked around with the same 5 pounds for two months now and I'm sick of it.
My husband registered us for his 30th High School Reunion yesterday. It's on July 30.
I have to do something!
I went to the gym today...and it was closed. Whoever was supposed to be there at 8am didn't show up. I went to Whole Foods and went back. Still not open.
I tried to go walk around the lake with my son. The wind came up and he was too cold.
DANG IT ANYWAY!!
Tomorrow...I'm going to the gym. No Excuses!
I've jacked around with the same 5 pounds for two months now and I'm sick of it.
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| I feel like this.... |
My husband registered us for his 30th High School Reunion yesterday. It's on July 30.
160 days!
I have to do something!
I went to the gym today...and it was closed. Whoever was supposed to be there at 8am didn't show up. I went to Whole Foods and went back. Still not open.
I tried to go walk around the lake with my son. The wind came up and he was too cold.
DANG IT ANYWAY!!
Tomorrow...I'm going to the gym. No Excuses!
Labels:
Reunion Training,
Why Are You Fat?,
Working Out
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Class of 1981
This little postcard in my mailbox this week stuck panic in my heart. I looked at the date and realized I had approximately 6 months to transform into a REAL trophy wife for my husband to take to his 30 year high school reunion.
You know what this means right? It means I finally have to ditch all of my excuses and the sugar and get my ass in gear. I want to look good for this event. I will never go to my own high school reunion so this is my chance to really do this right.
Starting today.
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Reunion Training
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