After a little over a month of eating crappy high carb food and barely getting into the gym for weights, I FINALLY forced myself to get on the scale.
Am I really surprised by the number I saw???
HECK NO!!
148.4!
How shocked are you right now??? I was this same weight for what--only 6 months last year! Geaux Me!!
Basically, all I have to do is nothing to maintain 148. YIPPEE!
I don't care what I weigh at this point.
The questions are
"What do i look like naked?"
"Does 'that' jiggle when I walk?"
"How does that pair of Miss Me jeans make my derriere' look?"
"How does that top make the girls look in contrast to my waist?"
"Am I rockin this swimsuit or should I put my cover up back on?"
Muscle is going to weigh more than the adipose tissue surrounding my midline, so I may as well embrace the fact that I may never get to 130. I want to look muscular and fit, not like the princess barbie. And that means I have to accept that I will weigh more. I'm perfectly ok with that
As far as botox...I've never tried it, but I'd like to have some for my "Crow's Feet" and I'd love to have a lip injection. But, I'm not bored to do all of that just yet. I'm too busy too be bored atm. AND, I have no children.