Holy canolli, I had a hell of a workout today. I did a quick 5.5 miles (20 minutes! Woohoo!) and then busted it out on the mats. You guys, I couldn’t believe how awesome I felt today. I was so proud of myself afterwards. Hell, I was proud of myself before. I got a glimpse of this hot mama in the mirror and was just so pleased with myself.
These man-I-look-super-hot days are woefully few and far between. I’ve been at a weight that I’m not very happy with for a while now and not doing much about it. Lame excuses are my forte, folks. I’m looking at this picture now thinking that I’m becoming increasingly pear-shaped. Why would I do that?? I was so proud of myself while I was taking that shot.
Note to self: stop hating on your body and eat more salads built for two. Like this guy:
No more excuses,
play workout like a champion!