cOsMiC BrOwNiEs...

Here are some simple truths I am realizing...

Simple Truth #1 I know that when I eat healthy (or at lease not everything in my cubbard) I feel great, I have more energy I feel happier on the inside...'yay' would basically describe the emotion.

Simple Truth #2 I know that when I actually get off my butt and do something I feel great, proud of myself, joyful..again 'yay'.

Why then can I not just do this every day all day? What is so difficult about sticking with it? Why does the chocolate brownie in the pantry scream to me the second I think about getting on my elliptical?

Why do I make these plans to go for walks, not turn the TV on, and get something done in my life and then end up watching Tough Love episodes on the computer for two hours when really I just got on the computer to blog how good I did yesterday?

Why did I just eat that brownie? It is only 10am and I am eating brownies! WHAT?



Yesterday I felt that I did really well. I got important things done. I ate great until my husband came home with Taco Bell...I watched the Doctor Oz show (and took notes mind you) about losing weight. AND! I did 20 minutes on the elliptical! 20 full minutes. I know it isn't much but I think you are not realizing just how out of shape I really am. I hurt after 3 minutes. I am huffing and puffing after 3 minutes, my brain starts manipulating me after 3 minutes. Basically odds are against me after 3 minutes. However yesterday I had the brilliant idea to take pictures of myself in my underwear (a scary sight let me tell you) and then I printed them and I pasted them to my elliptical machine. So when I got tired after 3 minutes and then 5 minutes and then 10 minutes and then 18 minutes...I just looked at me in all my glory and magically I kept going. Now I just have to hope my husband doesn't spend too much time looking at those pictures or I will just die. I will never have sex again I think.

Today I plan on taking my measurements (thighs, waist, hips, arms) that way I can keep track of my progress. Hopefully working out will become more exciting when I have actually made some progress instead of being a hopeless blob that likes to watch shows like Wife Swap and Tough Love while eating toxic cosmic brownies.

I AM OFF TO GET SOMETHING DONE! YES!