So on a happier note than the whole toe-breaking incident, I've decided on my first 5k!!! On the 4th of July I will be participating in the Coronado Independence Day 15k/5k Run!!! I'm sooooo excitedddddd. What better way to celebrate one of my faaaaavorite holidays than with a milestone? Followed by lots of drinking, patriotism, and fireworks, of course.
And Coronado is one of my favorite places in the whole wide world so that'll make it even better. It's also flat. :)
Anyway, the jury's still out on whether or not my toe is broken or badly bruised or whatever. It still hurts like a bitch and looks nasty. What do you think?
Yuuucccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
I absolutely HATE being lazy and sitting on my ass all day long. I mean, I love it while it's happening for a certain amount of time, but then I start to lose my mind. I go stir crazy. So this whole thing is really ticking me off. Which is why I still decided to go to my kickball game last night and watch (we won, by the way! maybe it's a sign....), and enjoy the free drinks afterwards :)
Anyway, it's Cinco De Mayo weekend!! Ayayayayay!
Guess what happened last year on Cinco de Mayo??????
This:
I know, I know, it's a blurry picture taken from the nosebleed section of the Fedex Forum so it's the best we got. But you get the message. Sunday is my one-year anniversary of graduating from college!!!!!!!! That's insane to think about. I feel so old.
Just for gits and shiggles, here's some more pictures from that glorious day:
Me and my momma.
AOT.
Fave.
Awwwwww. Now that I've taken a nice morning trip down memory lane, it's time to go to work. Happy Friday everyone!
Happpppppy happy hump day everyone! I love that even though I'm the new kid at work I've been getting the weekends off. I know it won't last so I'm enjoying it.
A few days ago I posted about how I'm pretty much completely fallen off the wagon. Sorry to say I still haven't gotten back on it. I've kind of had a distraction the last couple weeks..........which I'll write about if it becomes anything important :) but anyway, the distraction will be gone the next two weeks starting tomorrow, so I've devised a plan. And I'm sticking to it, dammit!
Tomorrow (Thursday) I get off at 230 (but I go in a 6am. AH!) so if I'm not feeling in desperate need of a nap I will go to the gym straight from work and do a 30-minute circuit workout, then I have a kickball game later in the night (where I will not be consuming beer afterwards)
Friday, I will attend a spin class at my gym.
Saturday, I MIGHT hike Iron Mt. again on my own--only because there's usually about 100 other people on the trail and it's not dangerous--or I'll get up and go to the gym.
Sunday my aunt will be in town and someone please take a willllld guess what we'll be doing??? How the heck did you guess wine tasting?!?!?! Judge me.
And then Monday-Friday I get off my 430 every day which means I'll be going to the gym. Every. Single. Day. I need to kick my own ass. I wish the gym had more classes that sounded cool to me...I'm thinking of doing a Barre class...has anyone ever done one???
Anyway. I also finally bought groceries so I'm back to mostly cooking for myself, in addition to the hit-or-miss food at the employee cafeteria at work. They always have a soup, so I usually have that (unless I reaallllly have no idea what it's supposed to be) and make a turkey sandwich on whole wheat bread. Or I'll try the entree. Again, only if I can tell what it's supposed to be. (I'm telling you, some of the 'food' looks reaalllll questionable!)
And to keep me even more accountable, I've linked this post up with KTJ's 5k Challenge
I really like KTJ. She's so authentic and I relate to so much of what she writes about. It's refreshing when some of my most favorite bloggers have become...how should I say...a little questionable to me? Idk. I guess it's a personal opinion thing.
I digress.
In other news, Winnie finally got her hurr did!
My sweet baby.
I wish I could look that much thinner just by getting a hair cut!!!!
I also found this tidbit of inspiration from Kassie's Operation Red Bikini Board on Pinterest:
Even though I've pretty much 'hit a wall'...I still have a LOT to be proud of. My Aunt told me she cant wait to see "skinny" me this weekend which made my day. :)
And I'm still fully planning on accomplishing my Operation Red Bikini goal of being a size 10 by May 31st! I think I can do it!!! I'm not so sure about the whole weighing-170-pounds thing. But we'll see. Anything is possible, right?!
Well. It's safe to say this week I've fallen off the wagon. I got in some kind of funk over the weekend and I'm still not out of it. I went to the gym once this week. And when I did go to the gym, it took me OVER AN HOUR to get there. My schedule this week was 8am-430pm, which is prime rush-hour traffic time. I have a 30 minute commute as it is. So the traffic leaving work made it absolutely ridiculous. I know, I know....excuses. But who wants to sit in extra traffic to go to the gym? It's just annoying.
I also went out to dinner/to a baseball game/out to lunch multiple times. It's what happens when you're dating. But I had one too many cheat days and far too few workout days. Effffff.
HOWEVER........remember how I couldn't make it up that damn mountain last week??? Well guess whaaaaaat....I did it yesterday!!!!! Hoolllllllllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaa. And it was actually a date. Which made it more fun. It also made it more nerve-wracking because I really, really didn't want to look like an unfit drama queen in front of this guy. But, I didn't drink a ton of wine the night before, we went before it got sweltering hot, and we took gatorade. It wasn't easy, but we only stopped a few times to get the gatorade out of the backpack and take a few sips and keep going.
The view from the top of Iron Mountain was pretty great:
Total distance was 6 miles. I was proud of myself. So even though I've fallen off the wagon this week, I still managed to squeeze in a wonderful Non-Scale Victory!!!
I know, I know, a few days late. Sue me. :)
Anyway, this week was also the start of kickball!!!!!!! I haven't written about this at all and I'm not sure why, but about a month ago I signed up for a govavi kickball team with some friends. One friend of mine played last year and loved it and has been bugging me to sign up with her. Well, when I finally got a new job that allows me to have a social life (what a strange concept), I signed up, and got two other girlfriends to sign up too. Basically, you join a team based on location and the night of the week you want to play--or you can join a specific team with friends--and each week you play against some other team. The games are 'sponsored' by a local bar, and after the game you go to that bar and enjoy a couple free pitchers together and have fun. It's all silly. But keep in mind I've never, ever, ever been athletic in my life. I have zero hand-eye coordination (or foot-eye) and I have a giant fear of getting smacked in the face with a ball. As in dodgeball. Kickball entails a little dodgeball element so I was pretty worried overall about looking like an idiot and getting hit in the face with a ball.
Well, I did manage to make myself look like an idiot (in a cute, endearing way according to my team.....) but I didn't get hit by a ball. Win for me!!
We lost the game, but still had fun.
I highly suggest if you live in the San Diego area and like playing any random sport and meeting new people, sign up for a govavi league. You can play anything from kickball to beach volleyball to flag football, and they also have clubs, like running and hiking.
Alright, now it's time to get my ass out of bed, make breakfast, and go to the gym. This is a new week. And I WILL be going to the beginner cycle class on Wednesday at my gym.
OK people. After today's workout, I had to write this post. Now, I'm no expert at working out--in any way, shape, or form. I'm just a girl who's struggled with her weight the majority of her life, has never been athletic, and is trying to get her ish together.
But, I am a damn good direction-follower!!!
I first heard of circuit workouts when Curves became a huge hit many years ago (which feels crazy to say. I'm so old.), but back then I wasn't motivated at all to put any effort whatsoever into changing myself for the better and getting healthy. Fast-forward to 2013 when I joined Chuze Fitness here in San Diego, I discovered the circuit room, which you can read about here. I thought it was an awesome concept and really feel like I'm truly getting in a good workout every time I do it.
However, I am getting really sick and tired of being cut in the circuit (see below), and seeing people wasting 30 minutes of their time in the gym because they're not doing it right. Again, I struggle with gym etiquette a lot and tend to just keep my mouth shut about everyyyyything. But this is my blog so I'm going to write about it. Here's how to get a workout in, in the circuit room.
-Read the instructions. They should be posted on the wall. Or ask someone who works at the gym!!!
-It's designed to be a 30 minute, full-body workout. Therefore, if you're all done and look at your watch and see you've only workout out for 10, 15, or 20 minutes, you didn't do it right.
-When you're starting on the circuit, you are supposed to pick any machine or cardio step to start on. To avoid cutting someone in line, which is extremely rude and inconvenient and disruptive to their circuit, wait for the current minute to go, then watch where everyone goes during the 30-second changing period. Then, pick a machine or cardio step that is open. This seems like common freaking sense to me, so I'm continuously baffled as to how this is so difficult for people to do.
-PUSH. YOUR. SELF. The alternating minutes to the ones where you're doing a weight machine are designed...for cardio!!!! What a concept!!! Don't stand there and lift your legs up and down. Step up and down at a quick pace and get your heart rate up. Doesn't anyone remember good ole-fashioned 90's aerobics? Do something you remember your momma doing in front of the TV. She was getting her heart rate up big time. The time to let your heart rate drop is meant to be when you get to the weight machine, not when you get to the cardio steps.
OK, that last tip is a bit personal. And I'm sorry. I understand everyone's version of pushing themselves is going to be different. But just think about the overall purpose of the circuit workout and ask yourself "am I doing this the right way?" If you don't feel like you're getting in a full-body workout, you're either doing something wrong in general, or you're not pushing yourself hard enough. It's not meant to be some easy-peasy copout to a real workout. It IS a real workout!!
Also, for me personally, I don't feel like the amount of actual cardio I get in a circuit is enough, so I start with at least 15 minutes on the treadmill, elliptical, bike, anything to break a sweat for an extended period of time.
OK, off my soapbox I go.
On a completely different note, this weekend consisted of a fun-filled, exhausting day of wine tasting with my mom, her friend, and my friend. Does anyone else think wine tasting is extremely tiring??? Anyway. It was a blast. And an absolutely gorgeous day.
Here's the view from one winery:
And the same view at sunset:
Doesn't that just take your breath away? California really is beautiful.
Here's a pic of my momma and me:
My friend and me:
We were super excited about wearing our hats,
courtesy of her boutique. I mean closet.
And our little fabulous group:
Yes, my mom's shirt does say "drink up bitches." God, I love her.
Here's also a pic of our little spread at the first winery. They had a fish-taco food truck, and we got some cheese and crackers from inside. And a bottle of their rose.
It was a fun, fabulous, sassy weekend to say the least. I also go to lay out on our little patio area on Saturday with my sweet Winnie Pooh. She loves the sun just as much as her momma:
That face!!!!
Ahhhh. Life is good.
In all honesty, life is hard. Really, really hard. And I have some major struggles going on in my head and my heart right now. But I'm so thankful for the blessings in my life. And I'm thankful that I keep up on this blog and remind myself of those blessings on a pretty regular basis. Because going your entire life without recognizing the amazing things God has placed in it is just miserable in so many ways.
Anyhoo. I'm currently obsessed with Carrie Underwood's Blown Away CD. I'm obsessed with her in general, but this CD is just amazing. One of my favorite songs on it is called "Nobody Ever Told You." Part of the song goes Mirror mirror on the wallActing like it knows it allTells you lies of vanityIt doesn't care what's underneath All hung up on the negativeDoesn’t have to be the way it isWish you could see yourself the way I do
I know, I know. I'm getting real deep this post. But I can't help it. Carrie Underwood does that to me. I'll leave you with a video of the song:
Happy Saturday!!! And what a happy one it is indeeeeeed.
OK, to be honest, this week has been a little rough. I won't go into any juicy details, I'm just having a hard time with some personal things. But I still LOVE my job and my puppy and my friends and that's all that's really important.
But today is a new day. And to kick off this glorious weekend (it's seriously gorgeous here in San Diego this weekend) I went on a hike with one of my best friends. She's always had athletic ability and hikes pretty often, so I was already intimidated to be going with her, but I was the only one who screwed myself over. See....we all know by now that I'm a wino. Well last night I had too much wine to not follow up with a buttload of water--especially considering I was planning on waking up early and going for a hike. Instead, I went straight to bed, and didn't even have my first sip of water until we started the 6 mile hike (3 miles up, 3 miles down). Bad idea. Oh, I also didn't eat any breakfast. Because I woke up, got dressed, took a picture (see below) and left. Baaaad ideaaaaaa. We were about a mile from the top of the mountain and I felt like I was going to faint. My first thought was, this can't seriously be happening. I'm in MUCH better shape than I was the last time I went on a hike and I knew I could make it up without much of a problem. But I couldn't shake the feeling that I was about to pass out, seeing stars, the whole 9 yards. My friend semi-scolded me for not drinking any water or eating breakfast and it was pretty obvious the problem was that I was dehydrated, not unfit to finish the hike. I finished my bottle and half of my friend's, but we logically decided to head back down because it was already at least 80 degrees and only getting hotter.
I'm bummed and disappointed in myself. I feel like I sabotaged this goal in a way. Dunno why, but that's what I feel. I mean it was an accomplishment to make it a 4 mile hike and it was a gorgeous trail up Iron Mountain, but I wish I hadn't have prepared the way I did. Or didn't haha. Anyhoo, next time I know to do it differently. Here's what I wore:
You can take the girl outta the country but you can't take the country outta the girl. Realtree visor, orange top, and realtree otterbox on my iphone. And of course I just love cheetah too much. Anyway, here's the start of the trail we hiked:
Pretty amazing, right? Unfortunately that's about the only shade you get the rest of the way lol, and I was too busy trying not to faint to take any more pictures. But there will be a next time, and I will take pictures.
And just because it's funny, let me tell you about last night. Two girlfriends and I had a relaxed night just hanging out, drinking wine, and chatting. My one friend who's house we were at literally could open a boutique out of her bedroom. She has rows of necklaces, then more rows of bracelets, then more rows of hanging earrings, a bowl of stud earrings, a row of sunglasses, a stash of hats--ranging from fedora to big and floppy--scarves, purses, it's INSANITY. After about 3 glasses of wine my other friend and I couldn't help ourselves and decided to play dressup. When in Rome, right?
Here's our finished products:
We could have played dressup all night. Literally. And my other friend actually bought a pair of her sunglasses for 2 dollars hahaha. It was a good time.
Anyway, follow me on instagram and you would have seen the collage of our looks, and my amazing ThirtyOne bag that finally came today!!!!
I. Am. Ob. Sessed.
I can't WAIT for it to just be freaking summertime so I can fill that baby with booze, snacks, magazines, and tanning lotion and head to the beach--or to a country concert tailgate :) Ahhhh sooooo closseeeeee.
Alright, that's all for now. At least I now have completed my goals of going on a hike and taking a class at my gym. Baby steps.
Well. I'm posting this a day late buttttttt oh wellllllll. Sue meeeeee.
Anyway, my goals last week were:
-Go to the gym at least 4 days out of the week
-Take a class at my gym
-Go on a hike
-Track food on myfitnesspal 4 days of the week
I didn't do so hot. But it wasn't entirely my fault...ok about half. I couldn't go to a class or on the hike because of the work schedule I was given after I had made the plans. I have a new job, people, I can't say no! So see, 2 out of the 4 were out of my control. The other two, however....................
I DID track on myfitnesspal 4 days out of the week. It's actually starting to become a nice reminder for me. And still, it blows my mind that it's basically the same exact system as weight watchers online, yet it has every food I've tracked so far already in it. Maybe I would have stuck with WW if it had that and I didn't have to sit and figure everything out I was eating?
Anyway. I went to the gym 2 days last week, had a very glutenous weekend, and then last night I went for a run because it was too late to go to the gym. So I did ok. Not great. But that's ok.
So my goals for THIS week are.....
#1: Go to a class at my gym. I've got a date with a girlfriend for a beginner's cycle class tomorrow at 6pm. God help us.
#2: Go on a hike. I have the whole weekend off (hoollllllllllllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaa) and I'm hoping one of my hiker-friends can go with me. Not to be a total downer but bad stuff tends to happen to single women around these parts who go on hikes/runs alone. Chelsea King, anyone? Yeah. I'm not going on a hike by myself.
#3: Track my food 5 days out of the week.
#4: Make it to 180 by Tuesday. That's 2 pounds away. Gotta pull out all the stops haha.
I also got the shirts I ordered off ebay this morning. They actually fit pretty great and, let's just say you can't tell if my high-beams are on or not, so that's always a good thing. I'll post a picture tomorrow since I'll be wearing one to the gym for the cycle class.
I hope everyone else did better on their goals than I did! But that's why we continue to set them, right? Anyway, at least Jess did awesome.
In other news, today was my first day on the phones at work! Basically they let me loose haha. It was terrifying, but I'm slowly getting used to it. I have tomorrow off so I'm sure Thursday will be a little rocky at first but I know it will get easier and easier. I'm loving my new job!!!
Well. I don't even know how to begin a blog post considering the horrible thing that happened this morning in Boston. Boston holds a very special place in my heart. I haven't told the story of why or how I wound up there for one very important year of my life, so in a nutshell here it is:
I spent my whole life here in San Diego with frequent visits to my dad's house in East Tennessee. I was stir crazy by the time I graduated high school and wanted to get out on my own and experience something totally different. I don't know where my fascination with Boston came from other than maybe it's because I have New England in my blood? My mom's from New Hampshire and that's where her whole side of the family is. Either way something drew me there, and I applied to a few prestigious schools there. Northeastern was the most competitive school I got accepted to and I couldn't say no, so in August, 2008 I packed my whole life up and my mom dropped me off 3000 miles away from home. I spent the first 3 weeks crying myself to sleep every night terrified I had made a mistake and missing home, and then I found the most amazing group of women when I went through sorority recruitment. I finally felt confident in my decision to move so far away from home. I also became best friends with one of my roommates, Sarah. She will always be one of the most amazing girls in the entire world to me, and she passed away two summers ago--something I'll never get over--but anytime I think of Boston now I think of her. She grew up in a suburb of the city, had a classic Boston attitude and sense of humor, was a die-hard Sox fan, and has a huge, awesome Irish-Catholic family. I don't think I would have loved Boston as much as I did if it hadn't been for her. Anyway, back to the story. The the economy tanked in 2008 in case anyone forgot. As a result, my dad lost his job. And the prospect of getting a good job after graduating even with a degree from an amazing school began looking grimmer and grimmer, and I knew I would be literally drowning in debt for the rest of my life if I stayed. So I had to leave. I wound up in Memphis because I didn't want to come home, for 1, and second of all I would have had to go to a junior college and then transfer into any state school in California. Ain't nobody got time fo' dat.
Anyway, looking back I'm extremely thankful for the year I had in Boston and the 3 years I had in Memphis. I learned SO MUCH about life and myself and grew up a ton. And I still have lasting friendships with my sisters from both cities (as different as they may be haha). So you can imagine now how I felt when I saw what happened this morning on Facebook. It was a mixture of heartbreak and extreme anger. And it makes me sick to my stomach to think about the moment we find out who exactly was responsible. I mean the two possibilities would both completely suck. Either it was a terrorist attack from some 3rd world country that hates America, or it was someone or a group of people from America who hate America. They. Both. Suck. I personally love America--like in a "statue of liberty started shakin' her fist and the eagle will fly and it's gonna be hell when you hear mother freedom start ringin' her bell" kind of way.
Anyway, I realize now that wasn't exactly a nutshell of a story but oh well.
I don't know if the pent up anger I had toward today had anything to do with the fact that when I got off work at 8:30 at night all I wanted to do was run, or not, but I've recently decided I hate to run on a treadmill so when I got home at 9, I changed and went for a quick run around the hood.
I feel a little better now. And I'm going to do some arm workouts while I watch The Real Housewives.
In other news, I've been wanting to get some actual tank tops designed for running, with the sports bras built into them. So I found these on ebay:
They're new with tags and were only 12.99 each so I ordered the green one (duh, I'm a Kappa Delta) and the orange one (duh, I'm kind of a redneck).
I hope they look ok and I'm growing increasingly nervous because I went to Khol's and tried a few other brands' shirts on and the bras were hardly actual bras. I don't have necessarily big ta-tas, and they've gotten smaller since I lost weight, so I don't understand what kind of wonder-shirts the girls at the gym who have clearly bigger ones than me are wearing to hold them down so well!
I guess we'll find out in the next few days.
Anyway, that's all for now. Please keep Boston in your prayers. I know I will.
And in honor of one of the craziest years of my life, here's a few throwback pictures:
This would be Sarah. Summed up in one picture.
What a year. Now that I'm getting all teary I'll sign off for the night. Rest in Paradise, sweet Sarah.
Tonight I'm also linking up with KTJ at KTJ Weighing In for her Spring Training 5K Challenge.
Yeppppp I woke up this morning (after deciding not to go for a run...) and before I hopped in the shower I decided to weigh myself. Just for shits and gigs. And I'm sure glad I did because I discovered I've lost a total of 20 pounds since I kicked it into high-gear back in January!!!!!!!!!!!
To say I'm excited would be the understatement of the world.
And it couldn't have happened at a better time. I was losing motivation fast. So now I refuse to ever let those 20 lbs back on my body in any way, shape or form even if it means I have to do silly exercises while sitting at my desk at work. Dammit.
Anyhoo, gotta run to work now but here's a picture of me with 20 pounds officially gone :)
I figured out a way to take pictures with the weird lighting and have it turn out OK lol. Yes I know, the dress doesn't really show any figure at all, but I don't care. I see it (and feel it) most in my legs and upper-body (bye bye boobies).
Also, I decided to try making my own workout tank last night. I used the t-shirt my gym gives you when you join. Here's what it looked like before...
And after...
I didn't do anything weird with the back like making it a racer-back by tying a bow around the middle or anything you see in a lot of the tutorials on pinterest because, well, I didn't feel like it #1, and #2, how do those hold up in the washing machine and dryer?
I found my new favorite thing to do at the gym (and least-favorite)....the CIRCUIT ROOM! I didn't want to be a total creep and take a picture of it, and this is the best I could find on google...
The machines look similar to that, but in the center of them is a row of aerobic steps, so it's basically like that Curves gym--btw, is Curves still around even???? Anyhoo, it's 10 weight machines and you start on any one of them, do it for 1 minute, switch to a step and do some aerobic exercise for another minute, go back to the next weight machine, and so and and so forth until you've done a whole body workout in 30 minutes. It's legit.
HOWEVER, and this is a big one, it's clearly very easy for people to 'do' the circuit workout and not actually do anything beneficial for their bodies. In the two nights I've done it I've seen multiple people basically waste 30 minutes. Mainly it seems they don't know what they're supposed to do for 'aerobic exercise.' And frankly I probably wouldn't either if I hadn't grown up watching my mom and her friends do the 90's step workouts in the living room lol. But still. And tonight there was this woman, bless her heart, who was doing 1 minute on the weight machine, then during the 30 second transition period she would do her version of an aerobic exercise and then do another minute on the next weight machine. I'm not sure if she realized she'd been doing it wrong by noticing she completed it in 15 minutes instead of 30...but is that a huge gym no-no to tell someone they're doing something completely wrong? Or is it helpful? What's the gym etiquette on that exactly?
And speaking of gym etiquette, I almost went mean-old-lady-crazy on a couple of 12 year olds in that circuit room tonight. First of all, when I was a teenager (a TEENAGER, NOT A TWEEN) I was only allowed in the gym if my mom was there with me. So why were these kids allowed to roam freely? Anyway, they just jumped in on random machines, cutting people off, messing with the weights just to basically play, and nobody said a word. I almost lost my mind. Maybe it's because I was half-raised-in-the-south that it drives me nuts how kids act in these parts, or maybe I'm just a prude, but come on. Parents, anyone?
OK I'll get off my soapbox.
So far I'm doing well on my goals, but the hike isn't going to happen because of my schedule :(
But my first day of work was WONDERFUL! I can't wait to see where this job takes me.
Alright that's all for now. I'm hoping starting this circuit workout regularly with running in my neighborhood (because I've discovered I actually prefer it to the treadmill which forces you to keep a pace when I'd rather do my own thing) will help me reach my Operation Red Bikini goal!! Woot woot!
Happy Monday everyone! It feels so good to say that and not think to myself how it's NOT actually my Monday. It's great to be on the same page as the rest of the world :) Anyhoo, Jess at Operation Skinny Jeans does this weekly goals link party and I decided to join in. I need to start setting goals for myself, especially as I try to get into the swing of things at my new job. I haven't been able to maintain any sort of schedule since I moved locations at my old job back in February, so I'm starting to get anxious.
So here it goes:
Goal #1 is to go to the gym at least 4 days out of 7 this week (including today)
Goal #2 is to take a class at my gym. It'll be the first class I've taken since switching gyms, so I'm nervous because I'm a baby like that and am scared to look like an idiot. I also don't know my work schedule yet so I don't know if this goal is even actually possible but I would like to do a cycle class on Saturday morning so we'll see if that pans out!
Goal #3 is to go on a hike. Last time I went on a hike was over the summer and I almost died. Not even joking. OK maybe a little bit but it was NOT fun. I'm hoping it will be enjoyable since I'm in much better shape than I was back then.
Goal #4 is to track my food on MyFitnessPal at least 4 days of the week. I've talked before about how I struggled with Weight Watchers due to my inability to remember to track my food, so this should be interesting considering how absent-minded I am haha.
What are your goals for the week? I hope I can make at least some of these happen!!
In other news, since I will have to stay at work for my lunch breaks now as my new job is about a 30-minute drive from where I live, I bought this book today to entertain me:
I'm a huuuuuuge Real Housewives fan (and pretty much any other Bravo show) and I actually really like Brandi, so I'm hoping this is as funny as I find her on the show. Have any of you read this???
