I confess that….
–I have finally made it to week five of T25 and gosh darn is it a tough one. THREE times this week I am scheduled to do the total body circuit. I think I can I think I can I think I can…
–Every time I am at work and hear the popping sound of a soda can, I am immediately jealous. Basically because I know who is popping it, and it is a Diet Dr. Pepper, referred to as DDP by me and my college DDP addicts. I cut out all regular soda, and almost all diet soda from my diet a long time ago. Now, I just have a diet coke when I am eating Mexican out, if I am wanting it. Not always do I want it. The sad thing is, I am jealous with no cause. Anytime I have given in to weakness and gotten a can out of the vending machine I take two sips and toss it because it is not near as good as it once was for me. Crazy, right?
–I have to admit that one of my favorite moments from this past weekend was Sunday evening when Chris and I were laying on the couch watching TV. Chris wanted to lay his head on my legs, and I moved so that he could do so. He settled in, then moved his head around a few times and I asked him if I needed to do something different with my leg for him to get comfortable. His reply, “Well, your leg just has more muscle now so it is hard everywhere…..” YES!!!!! If that isn’t a non-scale victory, I don’t know what is?!
There are a few things that I see far too often and I need to get them off my chest:
- If you are wearing UGGS and a skirt, I am secretly judging you. Just kidding, it is no secret. You look dumb.
- Unless you are walking your dog outside in the early morning hours, if you are wearing a sweatshirt, gloves, scarf and other clothes deemed “winter” and you have on flip flops….I am judging you. You look dumb.
- If you wear your pajama pants (not to be confused with athletic attire, I am talking about obvious pajama bottoms with hello kitty or sponge bob or whatever you are in to) out in public, I am judging you. Put on same damn clothes.