Wow. It’s been almost a year since I’ve been here. A year and a half since I’ve posted goals. I’m baaaaaack! As far as the food posting, I’ve been pretty consistent, just in a different spot:
That’s right, I am a meallogger hero! And my junior high school geography teacher told me I’d never get anywhere. Ha!
The only problem is I have been posting crap: cookies, wine, cocktails made from Trader Joe’s swill. And lately it has gotten so bad [scrapes cookie crumbs from molars] I haven’t even posted. [le sigh]
Before I outgrow all my clothes and find I made it all the way to my daughter’s wedding slightly buzzed (she’s five now), I want to recommit myself to healthy me.
I know December is a hella stupid time to set weight-loss goals. Instead, I want to recommit myself to being committed. Here are my goals for December:
– Some sort of exercise every single flippin’ day. 50 squats and/or 20 pushups counts. I. Must. Move. my fitbit got run over, and I need to get myself moving without daily calibration. I need to, or I will not have any pants left.
– Alcohol only two days a week. It’s so yummy! And it makes me forget my woes so quickly. I need to keep my woes in mind so I can annihilate them rather than inebriate them. Divorce hurts. Poverty hurts. Alcohol is more painful and expensive than I can afford. ‘Mmmmm ‘K?
– Healthy eating (no grains, dairy, sugar) five nights per week. For serious.
Yo! I am writing it here to keep myself honest.
Hi Self. I love you. I want you to be healthy and fit. I want you to check out your own biceps and say, “damn!” silently to said biceps. I am an atheist. I get one life. Why the heck am I wasting it with crap? Now I go to bed with a book and wake up to workout. ‘Cause I like wearing clothes in small sizes and feeling fit and seeing life and loving it. Life. Is. Good.