Most people train their whole lives to make it to the Olympics. I passed a few auditions with some great jazz hands. Only problem now is losing the pounds before I am squeezed into a lycra bodysuit in front of a billion viewers. No pressure.
Showing posts with label diet pills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diet pills. Show all posts
Friday, February 17, 2012
Book Recommendation!
On the recommendation of two people (one of whom is a highly certified personal trainer!), I've just picked up this book Why We Get Fat: And What to Do about It
. It took everything in me not to order it rush delivery so I can read it in the car on the way to the party this weekend. Fingers crossed!
Welcome to Mumsnet readers, and some slight whining about magic pills
First off, welcome to all new Mumsnet readers! I am one half of the family blog Geek Family 2.1 , also on the Mumsnet blogger's network. Glad to have you on board for my weight loss journey. To get you up to speed, read here or just click around.
For the rest of you...
SO. So today I wasted an entire baby's nap looking at pep pills
online. Seriously. I wasted almost an entire hour reading testimonials that I know are probably bought and paid for talking about how AMAZING these pills are, all in some vain attempt to circumvent the fat-losing process. I could have spent that hour on the bloody Wii. Argh.
The plan, as it stands, is to start in earnest on Wednesday, the 22nd. I'd love to start tomorrow, but I have in the space of the next 5 days:
2 parties, one of which is a group birthday party for my son
1 documentary shooting (can't be mean and going through withdrawal on camera, sorry)
1 sister in law staying for a few days, because...
Hubby is getting wisdom teeth out, and
Baby is getting booster shots.
Screw you to Mars if you think I am going to go through carb withdrawal through THAT.
SO. So today I wasted an entire baby's nap looking at pep pills
The plan, as it stands, is to start in earnest on Wednesday, the 22nd. I'd love to start tomorrow, but I have in the space of the next 5 days:
2 parties, one of which is a group birthday party for my son
1 documentary shooting (can't be mean and going through withdrawal on camera, sorry)
1 sister in law staying for a few days, because...
Hubby is getting wisdom teeth out, and
Baby is getting booster shots.
Screw you to Mars if you think I am going to go through carb withdrawal through THAT.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Great video to get your priorities in order
I've been trying to watch this bloody video for the last 2 days, on recommendation of the lovely Jodi, and always get stuck doing something else (usually baby related). But I finally got to start and finish this video, and I tell you, it is worth a hard look. Enjoy.
Thursday, February 09, 2012
Diet Pills, or Magic Weight Loss, or Life Lessons
I've been reading up articles on exercise, trying to get myself pumped up to the thought of sweating in front of strangers on a semi-regular basis. All of them say the same thing, though: The keys to weight loss are exercise and smaller portions. There is no 'magic pill', don't bother - just put the work in, and you will feel great! Besides, hard work builds character!
No magic pill? God Almighty, I wish there was.
I wish there was a magic diet pill that could make me skinny tomorrow. I wish I could pay £500, take a red pill, and like Neo, fall down the rabbit hole to hottie-ness. Hell, I wish that red pill was a red cookie, as an extra f*ck you to my soon-to-be former chubbiness. I'll even settle for 84 little pills, like - Alli
- if it meant a perfect bod. Because I have to tell you, folks, I've got character. I've done all the character building bullshit - moved halfway across the world for love, gotten married, had a horrific pregnancy and 66 hour labor (with every complication you could think of), have a chronic disease, the list goes on and on. I've BUILT up enough character, I'm OWED this magic cookie.
And yet, I'm not. I'm not owed anything in this life. None of us are. We get what we get, and we either choose to make the best of it or not. I've made some bad choices along the way, most of them involving massive amounts of chocolate, and now I have to make good choices to make it better. I don't have to like it (in fact, I can hate it ever step of the way), but I have to do it. Might as well get stuck in.
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