But I'm trying to do better, really I am. Which leads me to this post, where I make remarks about those resolutions, some points of interest I have learned and my love/hate relationship within them. Specifically the resolution to lose weight, eat healthier and become more fit overall. Hold on, here we go.
I have scoured the back of my Triscuit boxes, various nutritional guidelines online, a few posters set up in the fast food joints, etc.etc.
Do you know what I've found out? Brace yourselves, it may be somewhat of a new revelation for you.....or not.
- McDonald's french fries and Krispy Kreme doughnuts are not located in any of the major food groups on the Food Pyramid.
SHOCKING, I know. So, therefore, I've had to rein in my love affair with these two evil demons.
To couple pain with the misery of no more HOT! NOW! glazed goodness, I also joined a gym.
You know, a gym. Or you may recognize it by it's other name, THE TORTURE CHAMBER.
I also have a good friend who's a personal trainer....she looks HOT....and she was nice enough to compile me a proper workout plan. Or at least I thought she was being nice, but alas, when I saw the plan, and then further upon implementing the plan, I've decided she might not be so nice afterall. Clearly it would be hard to be nice when you work in THE TORTURE CHAMBER.
I had a leg workout earlier this week that literally left me near tears the following day. It involved squats and leg presses, and abductor lifts, and lunges, and more lunges, and yet even more lunges WITH WEIGHTS!! I can't really talk about it much more or else I may burst into tears again just from the nightmares alone. However, and here's where the TMI may come in to play, I feel you need to hear it in order to understand the beat down I took for this workout regimen. I texted her the following day with this message:
- "Today's Update: I'm learning to pee standing up because it hurts too bad to squat on the toilet. In other words, thanks."
So, if in recent days or possibly in the future, you see me enter the restroom doorway titled "MEN"....now you will know why. Think nothing of it, and don't tell people I've finally lost my mind....that was gone a long time ago, now I'm just trying to lose these leftover doughnut hips and if using a urinal is what it takes, so be it. :)


