I suck at exercise.
Exercise increases my appetite, thus I eat more.
Then I justify it WITH the exercise.
I love food, especially the comfort-high carb kind.
I hate being sweaty and the feeling of gargling my heart.
Jillian has ruined me.
I have yet to find the balance.
I got through 27 days of the 30 day Shred and then took a week off.
NOT easy to jump back in to.
I'm an inspiration to no one.
At the same time I say I will finish the last 3 days, I also say, "Hawaii's island-clothing theme IS muumuu's"
So when in Rome...
Yes, I'm hard on myself, I'm not actually the size of a house.
Just flabby in the middle.
Only a tummy tuck will remedy that skin-tastic mess.
Thanks un-forgiving skin cells.
I haven't quit. Just looking for that tankini rather than the full-monty bikini.
Or finding that adorable tank to wear with my bikini bottoms.
Or finding an hot skirt to wear with the bikini top.
See, I'm flexible.
Just not into the whole exercise shenanigans.
But, my portions have improved 10-fold.
I feel healthier and my coat is extra shiny.
My last efforts are trying Zumba at the girls' dance studio.
Just got the memo that it's FREE now through July to parents of students.
I can go a total of 5 times before my trip.
....it's worth a try.