F BOMB all of it! To every single article, study, statistic and blog I have read regarding weight loss. Oh sorry, "fat loss". They all conflict with each other. Each one of them tells me different things. Who am I suppose to believe? The professor of human nutrition from Kansas State University who ate nothing but Twinkies and Little Debbie Snacks for 2 months and lost 27 lbs or a random blogger who got tired of being fat and went from 280 pounds to 145 all on her own. (That is seriously hard to do, props to her for getting it done on her own. She's a bad A in my book)
Whatevs. I say, to each his own. Every one's body is different. Gotta find what works for you.
Annnnnnnnnnd......I'm still searching.
Honey roasted Peanut Butter is friggin' awesome. Like, seriously, who thought of that? Because you are a genius. Yet another bad A in my book. If you're wondering, I'm writing a book about Bad A's.
I'm obsessed with make-up. Have I mentioned that? It's a new obsession of mine. My sister is hooked as well. So now, we send each other blogs about make-up tips and tricks and then, every morning, on our drive to the gym, we discuss our list of things we need to buy. Our lists are getting long.
Speaking of the gym. I'm doing step today. It's the first time I have done step in probably two years. Like a friend said, it's like riding a bike, once you get back on you remember how to do it. But today, I have two people willing to make an ass out of themselves and go to the class with me. That is love right there folks.
Texas weather is stupid. The end.
I have a date tonight with a very hot man. I'm slightly excited about this. I say slightly because this means I have to find something out of my closet to wear that I am comfortable in. That's like saying my children will get a long with one another for an entire day. Damn near impossible.
I had 5 eggs yesterday. Five!!! What the hell. I didn't even mean to do this. I had two egg whites for breakfast. A hard boiled egg post morning work out and then two scrambled eggs on a whole wheat sandwich round for lunch. I had forgotten what I had for breakfast apparently. I was concerned during my 4 mile run there could be some costly side effects. So concerned, in fact, that when I got home, I had, yet, another hard boiled egg for my post work out protein.
I had 6 eggs yesterday. Gross.
Last night, my 8 year old daughter asked me why "girls marry girls sometimes" and " do they K.I.S.S.?" It's times like these that I want to tap out of my role as a mother and let someone more brilliant stand in. I'm so worried I will give her the wrong answer that I would rather someone else take care of that for me and get it right the first time and then I will gladly step back in and be mommy again.... after I have had a full pedi, a massage and a nap.