scuba, scuba scuba
Sunday, April 29, 2012
I'm a diver! That's right, I sucked it up, went back and passed! Huzzah!
I can now look ridiculously unsexy in a wetsuit legitimately and as often as I want.
Take that 222lbs! That's the last time I see that figure on my scale too. I am sick of it. I miss onederland and I am going back. As Liz Lemon/Tina Fey would say 'I want to go to there.'
Do you hear that fat? You're about to be blasted and starved of sugar and processed food. You want wheat? tough. What's that you say? You want some carbs. I don't think so.
I'm fat because I can't stop eating sweet things and carbs. How stupid is that? It's like saying I'm unhappy because I like being miserable. No more.
Today a change is made. I am going to the gym to do zumba and then go swimming. I'm doing this despite falling down the stairs on Friday so my ankle and butt hurts big time. But you know what, that's just an excuse. If I can walk, I can zumba!
Aim of the week - out of the 220's by next Sunday :)