Bwahahahaha!! This picture made me laugh. Hard.
Dr. Phil, you're crazy. I love you man, but you're crazy.
OK, in all seriousness, I've dropped 13 pounds. I can see it on the scale, and I notice my body changing. My face looks thinner, my arms have toned up, I THINK my ass is smaller, andholyshitIfoundmyfuckingcollarbones!
Oh, and I can finally fit back into my DD bras. Fuck yea! I no longer have to deal with DDD's! So long you ugly bitches! Buh bye. Peace the fuck out. Mwah! My jeans are all getting big on me as well. Though I refuse to buy new clothes until I have reached my goal. 19 more pounds. 19! I can do this. I can totally do this! Fo sho.
I just ordered 3 new workout DVD's, because my sister and I have developed a very un-healthy hatred for Jillian. I envision myself bashing her face with one of my hand weights. And I've heard Diana wish death upon her many a time. Its not the workout in itself we loath. Its Jillian. Her voice. The fact that we've memorized, verbatim every single fucking word that comes out of her stupid mouth. She is antagonistic and condescending. Ack. I'm just so over Jillian right now. Lately we've been doing Pilates with Ellen. We like Ellen. So far, we don't even want to punch Ellen in the head. This is a good thing.
The New DVD's will be good because it'll give us a variety, and we wont get bored. I get bored easy. So as soon as the 3 new ones show up, we'll have a different workout to do Monday through Friday. Yay.
I've decided to try Power yoga. A Pilates Yoga blend. And Yoga for weight loss for beginners.
19 pounds? I got this. Sexy new car, and a sexy new me. What? Oh yeaaaaaa. Thats right. Uh huh. Bring it.
OK, I'm done now....