This Saturday marks the 3-weeks-to-go mark of The Plan.
Yesterday, I purchased some motivational material from Newport News. What? They were having a sale and I scoured for free shipping and 20% off coupons.
Hopefully, well, the idea is, I will get said items in the mail and they will motivate me to keep me on track.
I saw something and I’m like “Wow, I want to rock that.” Add to Basket.
Yesterday was a successful day at the gym; I can tell because I’m achy today. I reluctantly hopped on the scale and was pleased to find out that my water-weight-gain had fallen off and I was actually in better shape then I was before Aunt Flo.
What is my goal, you ask… well, as Melissa put it, I am in no way a lard-ass, but I have self-esteem issues due to my body. Wait, that makes me female doesn’t it… By the middle of August, I would like to see me in photos and not want to cry on the inside. Oh, sure, I mean, I feel so much better then I did before, but I’m my own worst critic.
I’ll stop bitching now.
(p.s. he added a re-furbed nano to his order yesterday. Cake and eating it too!)