Wednesday, March 3, 2010

25 Days and Counting

I have been working really hard this week on my "fit into a bathing suit" plan. I have been using the Wii Fit like a champ and have even come up with an extra cardio workout. I had a ton of laundry this week which is done upstairs. I folded everything upstairs then took it 2 pieces at a time downstairs. Last night I did 25 flights (1 flight = up & down)! Go me. I also only used 8 of my extra 35 points this week which is really good for me since by Wednesday (weigh-in day) I have usually blown them all on dessert and wine.
So why am I so nervous about going to weigh-in today? I guess it is because everyone has "off" weeks where no matter what they do they don't lose. I am afraid that this might be one of those and the vacation time clock is ticking away.
And I did a bold thing last weekend. I went dress shopping for the cruise and bought dresses in size 6. They don't quite zip up but I am busting my ass to be sure they do before the time comes. Of course I still have yet to go into dressing room hell to try on a bathing suit but I truly want to wait until it is almost time to go because they are expensive and I don't want to buy one that is too big in a few weeks. (See positive statements!)
So I have my fingers and toes crossed for this evening. I really need a loss to help motivate me through the weekend when Marvin's sister is here.
I'll let you know....

1 comment:

-blessed holy socks, the non-perishable-zealot said...

Didn't see anything about Heaven, girl. Maybe you don't know how or you haven't been instructed, Kung Fu babe, but here's our Way to be at my party-hardy in Heaven. Nothing on earth is worth the loss of Heaven, girl, for our finite existence is over in the blink-of-an-eye; Jesus/our Mother are the only free antivirus, while we few are only the prophets in a world that’s whorizontally haywire. Death’s super-cool, however, if you’re on the RITE side: we'll have a BIG-ol, Wahoo!, kick-ass, party-hardy for eons and eons fulla anything and everything and more. Wanna come? Meet me Upstairs --- Now, having read this, you’re faced with a choice: return to God who made you, loves you like crazy, and wants you or return to your dead-end-world. No middle ground on the Last Day. WAIT! BEFORE YOU CALL ME A NUTJOB… I have some pretty nifty, neet-o things you may do in Heaven! Besides being the most gorgeous thang God ever made, wanna nekk in Heaven on a park bench? Wanna lemme serve you for eons and eons? Wanna lemme feed you baklava and Starbucks (either mocha or Strawberries&cream frappuccino) and those teeny, canned oranges for the length of eternity? Wanna swim nude in the ocean as shallow as four feet and then take a shower? Wanna be one with me for SEVEN, WHOLE, MONTHS?? Wanna be an adorable 17 forever, me a dashing 21? Wanna love so deep and wide, passionate and warm the universe cannot hold our? Wanna lemme be a part of you till even Heaven crashes around us? Wanna lemme snuggle with you, to love you and gratify your wonderful, beautiful, adorable feet? Wanna lemme prove to you I love you more-than-you-know, from head2toe, bodyNsoul, to give you pleasure-beyond-measure? Meet me in Heaven, girly, and I'll do alla that and more for you for the length and breadth of eternity. How awesome it shall be to love you in person, to be with you, to hold you in my arms and give you a backrub in the Great Beyond; to kiss your adorable body and nuzzle with you, would make my eternity. God bless you.