I was just showing my oldest, Doug, NutriMirror. We were giggling over how many calories sex burns (less than you'd think for all that sweating!!). As I'm showing him my goal weight and where I am at, he wraps his arms around me from behind, kisses me on the top of my head, and say "I'm so proud of you, mommy... so proud of you".
One of the things on my top ten reasons for losing weight, that I wrote back when I was starting this journey was "to be an inpiration of healthy choices for my family". I already felt that I was there, but he just solidified it, you know? That felt so incredibly good!
Dinner was wonderful. Doug, Logan, Steve and I. Just like old times. It was so cool. Doug brought some wine, so I had a glass. I also ended up picking at the leftover yorkshire pudding. So I came on and logged it... then decided I needed to work out to burn the calories.
So even though I went over, I'm now under again, because I fucken ROCK. YA I do!! I did a forty minute circuit training session, in front of my family as we all watched Russel Peters and Dane Cook specials taped from Christmas off the Comedy Network. Yep, I excercised in front of them, instead of sitting my ass on the couch because I was embarrassed. I just got up and DID IT. I'm so impressed with myself. :D
I refuse to sabotage this weekend. I have nailed it. For the first time in... ever. EVER. It is MINE. I OWN IT!!!
Thanks for listening,
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