I’m losing a bunch of fuckin weight….that’s what!!!
In 5 short weeks I have said goodbye to 21 pounds. TWENTY ONE POUNDS!!!!!!!!
That is the average weight of an eight month old baby!! I have gone from a size 24 to a “just a smidge too tight” 20.
I’m a little excited….can you tell?
I feel fantastic and my energy level is through the roof. I am more confident with myself, my clothes are falling off and people are actually starting to notice my weight loss. I have been on the receiving end of some interesting comments over the past few days..
“Did you do something different with your hair cause your face looks skinnier”
“Holy crap those pants are baggy”
“Are you wearing contacts, because your eyes look huge”
“Have you been working out?”
“Whats going on with your boobs? I thought they were bigger”
“Are you taking diet pills or something?”
HAHAHAHAHAHA I love my friends.
Twenty one pounds is A LOT, so I should probably stop here, hey?
PFFFFFFFFT YEAH RIGHT!! Not this girl…
I’m not even a quarter of the way to my goal weight. Watching that scale go lower and lower each week gives me motivation to keep going. And I can assure you that I will continue to see those numbers decline. I’m a woman on a mother fuckin mission, and nothing short of a sherman tank is going to stop me on this one. I know this because I know myself.
I am not going to sugar coat it for you and say that these past few weeks have been all rainbows and butterflies. It has been some seriously hard work, and it has been emotionally draining at times. I have obstacles and set backs just like everyone else but I continue to push forward, because I know the payoff will be massive.
The gym that I play in has a motto, “Change your Body, Change your Life, Change your World.” I am loving the changes, I am loving the effect they are having on my life, my body, my family, and even my relationships. I really have no idea why I didn’t start all of this sooner.
So what exactly is “all of this” ?
Oh man, I’m soooooo glad you asked….