Motivate me, I want to get myself out of this bed

None of my t-shirts fit and I just kind of raged at my hubby about it.  He tried going the route of “use it as motivation to get better!” and when that didn’t work, he went the route of flattery. “Well, you know I prefer you naked anyway”  XD  It didn’t work completely, so I’m still a bit frustrated about my weight gain over the last year.  

The good news is that my back injury is finally stabilized enough that I’m getting back into working out consistently.  Now there’s nothing to it but to do it.  I just have to keep telling myself that I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.

 

Today I’m grainy, gritty, and tired.  So far I’ve managed to clean litter boxes and pour some coffee.  I’ve got to get to the bank and report my card as compromised and get a new one.  I’m going to try for an all-vegetarian day at work today.  Wish me luck. And water, wish me water.

Enter, enter, the first of November…

I can’t believe I left this blog hanging with my horribly embarrassing story about my trip to Arby’s.  *hangs head in shame*

It kind of makes my Nov 1st declaration ring hollow.  I have a size 14 dress in my closet right now that I can’t wear.  It’s a gorgeous gray number…

from 2010, trying to choose a dress to wear to a wedding.

I’ve got another one whose size I don’t even know that I can’t wear right now, nor ever.  It’s been my goal dress for 3 years, now…

I never felt completely confident in this one

So, I’m just done.  I’m tired of being tired.  Since the clocks just shifted back, it should be a lot easier to wake up at 6am… since my body feels like it’s 7am, after all. 🙂  I’m going to use my time wisely and exercise in the a.m. again.