I'm Back Bitches

Alrighty, well here we go!

So here I am, bored as shit, ready to write!  Summer is pretty much over and so are my weekend benders.  I would work hard to be good and lose weight during the week, sweat my sexy ass off at the gym, only to drink and eat my face off on the weekend and BAM, my weight stays the same.  No more.  It's go time.

I'm sorry I stopped writing but I bought a little place to live and life just got kind of hectic.  That is behind me now.  It's fuckin' go time. Since my last post on here which was in February I have lost only 7 pounds (I now weigh 167 pounds, shhhh don't tell anybody).  However, I have lost inches.  I don't know the exact amount because I don't measure (even though I should) but I know I am shrinking like a mother fucker.  I went to buy a new pair of jeans on the weekend because all of my other pairs are saggy and it looks like someone scared me and I dropped a deuce in them. With that being said, (lol) the jeans were a size 30 waist.  I have not been a size 30 waist since I was 14.  No kidding.  WAY TO GO NILES! Wooot wooot! Thank you. 

I have been keeping up with my exercising although have changed my regime.  I no longer to go kickboxing because I am done with that shit.  It did me well, but the time came to move on.  I now try to do bootcamp at the Y at least 3 times a week along with numerous other spin, zumba, step and pilate classes.  I also try to incorporate running in to my schedule when I can.  I am still exercising a minimum of 5 times per week.

On a side note for this week my ankle is fucked up.  What happened was this: I was walking across the parking lot in Costco when I saw a tiny little girl running to make her way to the door to catch up with her mommy. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a huge white trailer-trash pickup truck speeding like mad around a curve coming straight for her!  I ran as hard as I could and leaped through the air grabbing and saving the little girl all the while twisting my ankle as I landed with her safe on top of me. JK!  I got fucking wasted from chugging Twisted Teas because I kept losing at Crib and loser chugs (while I was on empty).  I then went to take a leak in the bush, fell in a hole and twisted my ankle.  I then went swimming in the pitch black stumbling along the way and finished er' off by having drunk sex like a porn star. We all know how that goes, don't even lie.

After several days of non-activity I thought my ankle had healed so I went for a long ass run followed the next day with a step class and zumba.  That fucked it right up.  So, this week I am going to do classes where there is not so much direct impact on my ankle.  I will keep you posted on that and the different types of exercise I will be trying and my opinion on them.

Anyway, my goal is to lose 10 pounds by Christmas (so when I gain 10 during Christmas I won't care).  Oh that sounds bad.  Don't worry, I will lose it again. AND THAT MY FRIENDS, you can put your money on.

I will weigh myself every friday and report to you my progress (except fridays when I get my period I will not report because I always weigh more and want to shoot myself in the face).  I will also share some stories, tips, hurdles and anything/everything I can think of to write along the way.  WARNING:  THIS WILL DEFINITELY BE OFFENSIVE. PLEASE DO NOT READ MY BLOG IF IT MEANS YOU WON'T BE MY FRIEND ANYMORE.

If you would like to join me with a goal of your own I would be absolutely euphoric!  For those of you who want to lose some weight but don't know how to get started take a read at my older blog posts.  I have a meal plan up there that I pretty much still stick to and its nearly 8 months later! Please feel free to write and tell me about your goals or ask me any questions and we can help each other along the way.  I look forward to hearing from you!  Muah!

PS.  Why is it that every single fucking time you see a bad driver you just automatically know they're asian?