Despite the fact that I overslept this morning and neglected to meet Jill at the track like I told her I would, it has been a TERRIFIC day. It was just one of those days where everything just seemed to go right. I'm really being serious. I'm not complaining like I normally do.
OK, I have a goal that I need all of you to help me with. I want to lose 15 pounds in 8 weeks. I know that's a lofty goal - especially for someone who is addicted to food, no self-control, an emotional eater, etc. but I really, really want to do it. I'm going to California with my Sister-in-Law at the end of May and she is just as cute as she can be and a perfect size. Oh, and she has perfect hair. It's naturally curly but she can straighten it and it looks great that way too. Sick, huh?
My main problem is that I can't seem to withstand temptation. For instance (I am totally calling you out MICHELLE!), Michelle and I went to Wal-Mart on our lunch break. She stopped by McDonald's to get some lunch and I had a mental war in my head about whether or not to get some fries. I finally decided not to and was feeling mighty good and do you know, she ordered me some without me knowing! Of course, I couldn't let them go to waste...
So, I've got Jay on board at home, Darren on board in my office and Michelle better be on board (after this bloggy scolding) and Jill is on board for when we hang out. I'm also gonna work my booty off (hopefully literally) at the gym.
So here's my commitment to ya'll - 15 pounds in 8 weeks. I'm gonna weigh-in every Sunday and I'll let you know - gain or loss.