Might I suggest exercising with your pants inside out?
We’ll get back to that. It’s been a while since I blogged. I was preparing two adults and two little people for a trip, then on the trip, then mourning the trip being over. But I’m back, and happy to report that, thanks to a queasy stomach on my vacation (no, I’m NOT pregnant) and two days of skiing, I didn’t gain any weight. That won’t last long though, so, getting back to spicing up your workout…
My dear friend just moved overseas. She posted on her fb that she went jogging the other day and accidentally wore her pants inside out. People were looking at her oddly, but she wasn’t sure if it was because of the inside out business, or because her exercise pants were capri and it was freezing ass cold outside. Regardless…This. Is. Brilliance! Less I take this weight loss/getting fit business too seriously I have decided to exercise at least once a week with my pants on inside out. Gotta’ keep that sense of humor, it’s critical.
Also, thanks friend, for the reminder that we shouldn’t let some glitch derail our workout.
Okay, it’s short, but sweet, because I’m starting P90X tonight. Pray for me people, pray for me.
For the record: I haven’t been drinking nearly enough water, so I need to get that back on track. I had fruit for breakfast, oatmeal for lunch, and beef stroganoff for dinner (don’t panic, I modified the recipe with light items.) And someone special made me my favorite butter cookies for my birthday, I lovingly ate the last five tonight. Farewell butter cookies, until we meet again next Christmas.
Angie, being Angie. A perfectly imperfect woman, daughter, friend, mother, and wife. I’m a lover and a fighter. I’m up, and I’m down. I succeed. I fuck up. (I cuss). I hope people see things here and in my writing they only think to themselves and are inspired to be unashamed of who they are.
Let’s live life… out loud.