Listen, All Y'all It's a Sabotage

Well, if the chunk of time in between my last post and this one is any indication of my life over the past month, I guess one word could describe both: absent. I could give you a few more, too, if you like: overwhelmed, poorly dressed, fried, bleery-eyed and bloated. Why is it that when life (read: work) gets out of control, I go right back to letting myself (read: poor food choices and no exercise) get out of control? You'd think it would be time to straighten up and fly right, but instead it's a frenzy of food-otage.

Okay, okay, it's not that bad. Actually, I ran into a friend of mine who I hadn't seen in a couple of months and she thought I looked great. She even said my butt and legs were looking good. However, I am nowhere near where I could have been had I stayed the Lori Sawyer (www.mommy-moves.com) course. I have only been getting to one of her workouts each week (in all fairness to me, one week it rained almost every day). Those workouts are the anchor that keeps me grounded during this lifestyle overhaul.

Oh, wait, I have to say this: I saw a picture of me at my sister-in-law's wedding and I looked so bad. That's what's been weighing on me, too. I knew I wasn't Kate Moss, but I also didn't realize I was Britney Spears. I kind of get why she lets herself look the way she does: she thinks she looks good.

Anyway, I have come to understand that every piece of this weight loss is integral. Stop one and you can kiss the rest of 'em bye-bye. One hour of working out begets 100 ounces of water drinking begets supplement taking begets no cravings for crap food begets good food choices begets a light mind, body and soul begets less time obsessing about the overhang (you know, the belly overhang) begets more interest in Shawn begets more interest in being woman and wanting people to hear me roar.

If you made it through that sentence, you are a trooper.


So today, as of 3:49 pm, I pledge allegiance to BE GETting me back on track. And since my new thing is all about integrity of my word—and because now all this is in print and the overhang is just gross—I am going to do it. Just you watch!