the flamingo pose
So it's about 8 days post birthday and I am swinging into my 37th year. I hope this first week will not be a real indication of how I want it to go. I am serious about dropping my weight from 165 down to a nice toned 120 but other then lowering my calories for the days, I haven't made any headway on the workout end of it. And then there was last Thursday night, our GNO where 4 or 5 of us are going to try and get out at least once a month and have a fun girls night out. My huband dropped me off and then I was just supposed to call him when we were done. I hadn't eaten much all day and then when we were served our first beers, hmmmm they went down a little to easy for me. When my sister showed up she bought me a big ole yager shot that of course I had to consume as quickly as possible and chase it down with beer into my little empty stomach. So at the age of 37 I was kind of a drunky drunk mess. I believe there was even a fall involved. hmm I do have bruises on my back and on my elbow. Oh well, my wonderful husband picked me up that night and put me to bed and helped me into jammies.
So anyway at the end of the first week my count for the gym was 0 times. My gno, I don't even want to know how many beers were consumed by me. bad bad bad. Then of course I ate bad the whole next day to soak up my drunkenness. ummmm grease. Oh well next week will be better.
Up above is what my family was doing tonight. Little yogi bears (and one big one) Maybe I need to get started with them. They look kind of nerdy though.
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