FatLady Revelations

Hello! I am back...again.

I need some flack for not keeping up with the blog! I am letting you all down. BUT, my absence has NOT been in vain. Today - for the first time in seven - 7 - years, I put my butt into a size 14 MISSES slack. Not 14W, but plain 14. OH MY GOD - the elation and motivation just kicked up a notch! Incidentally I have only actually lost about 20 pounds in four months - 5 pounds/month, but I hear it is good to take it off slow. If you are losing it like crazy then it is not likely to stay off.

In other news, I have had to cut my sessions back to once a week for finances. I meet with RB every Thursday at the break of dawn - sort of. Now I go at 6am instead of 5am. This is a HUGE improvement over my spring schedule. I have been getting to the gym on Mondays and Wednesdays and I am going to try to kick it up to four days a week on my own. It is SO difficult to get there on my own, but maybe now I will be able to push myself harder. There is nothing like fitting into old clothes that have been too tight for way too long. I should have tossed these pants looooooooooooong ago, but I held on to them in the hopes of one day fitting back into them. That day has come and life is good!

In unfortunate news, I am on my way to the Iowa State Fair this weekend and I will probably put on all of the pounds I have taken off. I am pretty sure it can happen - have YOU ever been to the Iowa State Fair? Nuff said. Wait. Scratch that. I want to mention the cup of hot out of the oven baked chocolate chip cookies, the fried twinkies, the caramel apples, the cheese on a stick and more, much, much more. Funny - most of that stuff doesn't really sound good anymore! Sweet! Although I am SO going for the cookies. There is NO WAY I am passing those babies up. I am a FatLady at heart and they say you should not deny yourself everything. I think I should definitely take that advice.

I PROMISE to tune in sooner than later! Maybe I will even work out this weekend at the hotel gym. I am saying there is a chance. Maybe. Probably not. We won't count on it. Until next time...

FatLady Out!