Wednesday, 18 January 2012
Warring with my Waistline Take 2
Okay, I tell lies. I'm not depressed, merely outraged. I exercised like a woman possessed - hours in the gym, running, walking, and swimming to combat the intake of a few days worth of food, and still I gained weight!
So basically, thanks to the post two weeks, a downward sugar spiral, and motivation from friends, I've finally worked off Christmas delights, but alas I am certain the Gods are still conspiring against me. I found a massive hole in my workout pants the other day. Not really a big deal unless you do squats in public and get eye-balled by a dirty old perv who's leering at your crotch.
Not to be dissuaded from my efforts thus far, I sat down on the couch last night, sewing needle in hand and put my crotch back together again. It took about an hour, but undoubtedly worth it as I loaded up my gym bag this morning with high hopes of attending a 'Boot Camp' class this afternoon.
Turns out it wanted to rain, and since I'm not into wet T-shirt competitions or sliding around in mud - I'm blogging instead. Who knows, tomorrow it might hail during my Zumba class?
Have a good one,