Wednesday, November 14, 2012
I refuse to show up in New Orleans on memorial day weekend with my girlfriends for my 30th birthday making excuses for myself. I do this a lot. I want to arrive and show my tits for beads, behavior that is completely uncharacteristic of me but celebratory and I want to celebrate the new me.
Who I hope is the new me. The new me will be healthy and confident and have the kind of figure worth showing off. Even if it isn't perfection.
My friends have started their weight loss pre-trip inspiration pinterest boards and I need to get on the band wagon here.
Yesterday I started with exercise, the hard part for me. I did 30 minutes of cardio and 30 minutes of strength training. I repeated that today and my gym bag is packed for tomorrow. I am not convinced by my efforts yet but I hope to be soon. Nutrition wise I need to get a grip, chiptole for lunch was a gross decision. There's always tomorrow.
I usually start with a week of proper eating and 1 day at the gym before I abandon ship and eat cheese fries. I also always procrastinate and I have known this was my goal for the last 3 birthdays so maybe this time will be the time since I am completely running out of time.
The moral of the story is eat well, exercise well, love yourself well.
Do not reward yourself with food, you are not a dog.