Friday, January 11, 2013
What do I want?
~Turn heads. Maybe wagging tongues. Nah that sounds icky. Jaw-dropping. Yeah I'd like that. Simple double take might suffice too.
~Prove my ex wrong. It sounds mean and kinda bitchy but anyone who told me that I won't be able to do a 5k as I'm showing them the web page and am straight up giddy about it deserves it. I may not run for 3 miles but I sure as hell can try. I know total 180 from my last entry.
~Be proud of who I am. I'm not sure if I ever truly was before but little steps and I'll get there.
~Have others to be proud of me too. The results might not be instant but give it time *cough*Mom*cough*
~Like my pictures and not just say "Look at me. Oh I was having a good day." I want all my days to be good days. There's a certain pic at Christmas where I am truly rocking it. Everything, my hair, my makeup, my outfit (man that was a good pic) Sorry even my mom liked the outfit and she rarely likes anything I wear. And I was skinny. Not gaunt, not skeletal (that was high school) but toned. Sorry like I said it was a great pic. I want all of them to great ones. The hair and makeup was a fluke but the rest I'll be able to have stellar pics.
~Get rid of these B-I-N wings. I don't have bingo wings yet. Besides I gotta tone up for my sister's wedding that's she's planning. She's MISSING a tiny yet very important part. The groom.
~Put some good muscle on these bones. So I get eaten first when we're trapped up in the mountains and in desperate need of food. Big deal. I go down looking good
~Respect myself. Sure some might do it for the looks, the clothes, our sig other, etc. You get the gist. But to do this solely for myself. In my opinion that is respecting oneself. Respecting your body, your temple, your home. My home, yeah. Except it's been like a season of Hoarders. In the end I'm throwing stuff out and trying my damnedest to make sure it never comes back in.
~Still be me. Who knows? Maybe no matter how hard I try I'll always be an on and off midnight snacker? It's fine by me because I will have under control. Besides this time my snacks won't be so unhealthy.
~Get my family involved. Even if it's just for a few months. They're my people and I love them. No matter how much grief they may give me, they've given even more love.