it was making me feel completely deflated. Today on my way home from work, my hubs sent me a text, his friend, teacher and mentor in Art School died this morning suddenly from a brain aneurysm. Now I know there are usually no indicators for something like that, but it really put everything into perspective.
So I got home, put on my big girls, hit the gym, plugged into Lady Gaga and Katy Perry, and ran my *** off. I am seriously done with this fat out of shape crap. I have four months until I am on WW for a year, that's 4 months to hit 100 lbs down. Everything can be over tomorrow, so I want to spend each tomorrow that I have left being as healthy as possible.


