yes, yes, yes, I'm well aware that the decade technically does not end till 2011, but people who harp on that are lame. Stop being lame. I am talking to you, Andrew.
Are you going to say twenty ten or two thousand and ten? I'm going for twenty ten. I really can't wait until 2021 when we can go back to saying '21. Except I will be FORTY YEARS OLD. And my baby will be 12. OH MY F&*%ING LORD I AM 12 YEARS AWAY FROM BEING 40
new topic, new topic.... if you ignore something it will go away....
I got on the scale this morning. Good news? I weight exactly the same as I did when I got pregnant. Bad news? I in no way look like I did before I got pregnant. Also, that is still overweight. Lesson learned - don't be chubby when you get pregnant, because then you have to lose the baby weight PLUS the chubby weight. But, in order to keep myself motivated (as if this ridiculous matchy matchy family picture with the WHITE SHIRTS isn't going to do that...) I've decided that at 10% lost, I will get new shoes. Also, I really want new shoes, so any excuse I can come up with works for me.
I haven't bought a new pair of shoes since last winter. I kid you not. I don't even know who I am anymore. So 10% lost = new shoes.
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Hey if you want to keep up on working out, I'm happy to give you a hard time if I'm at the gym and you're not (though you have the whole kid to keep track of thing that I don't have to juggle), if you'll do the same.
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