Tag: motivation

BRILLIANT!! (I mean you!)

Thank you all so much for your comments on my last post.  You are all so smart and I loved every comment and got something from each and every one.    Miz – you are so right about being wiped out at the end of the day regardless of what time I wake up in the morning.  And I really…

Unsatisfied, dissatisfied,unsatisfication

I sit here at my computer checking and rechecking all the blogs on my favorites list in search of…something.  I’m not even sure what I’m searching for:  motivation, inspiration? I don’t know.  All I know is that lately I am unsatisfied.  Maybe unsatisfied is not the right word…maybe apathetic? Not really, because I feel very strongly that I want to…

154

Yep.  That’s the latest number to come out of the doctor’s scale on Friday.  That’s also the number that I got down to 3 years ago before I face-planted into a pan of Neiman Marcus brownies and didn’t come up for air until 20 pounds later.  Why the face-plant?  Well, that go-round, I had been losing weight for various “events”…

Don’t Tempt Fate

I would like to tell you how great my eating has been and that I am kickboxing my way to the UFC title.  I would like to tell you all that carbs no longer have a place in my life, and that all this working out is causing me to have abs, arms and buns of steel.  I would like…

Go Girl Go

After reading your comments and a few other blogs, I channeled my inner Drill Sergeant and made her kick LazyGirl off the couch and onto the treadmill. It was 9:30pm and I had the dishes done and the kids in bed and I knew that if I didn’t at least do something, I would be bitterly disappointed in myself again,…

Making the decision

I used to think that thin women had it made. I used to think they just jumped out of bed looking great and no matter what they ate, they would always be thin. Then a few years ago, I joined a gym and it didn’t take long for me to realize, thin women are thin because they work at it.…

Battle

I am the youngest of 3 girls. My two older sisters are 9 and 10 years older than I am, so essentially I had 3 mothers while I was growing up. Someone was always telling me what to do or how to do something, or doing things for me because it was easier than teaching me how to do them.…