The other day I was talking to a dear friend of mine who has asked me to help with her weight loss journey. After she sent through her before photos, she launched into a tirade of negative comments about herself and her body and it made me sad. The familiarity of her self-loathing ticks so many boxes that we all have and it made me want to flip the negativity off-switch.
Guys, it sucks. I know because I have been there so many times too! But, you can stay on the ground, timidly pining for the wagon to come back and fetch you – or you can get up and chase after it yourself. Here are a few ways to do just that. Continue reading “How to get back on the wagon”
I’m on the front lines, asking the hard questions. Using the liquid liner after doing arms and shamelessly checking for lipstick on my teeth. I’m basically a hero.
I cornered pin-up girl, Miss Hart and asked her the questions we all want to ask (and then some I wanted to ask). Continue reading “Getting personal with Miss Hart”
I’m late with this review – two weeks late to be exact, but I still can’t help but think about our little adventure so I have to write it now. As usual, Riley wasn’t keen on our day tripping drive out into the unknown. We like to just get into the car and drive out to see what catches our fancy, and sometimes that means driving around for much longer than expected. We had driven past The Colonial twice before the “playground” sign caught our attention and the rest is gastronomic history.
A lot of people start out on their fitness journeys thinking that the only way to go is on a treadmill. Unless you actually like to run on a treadmill, please don’t. The quickest way to turn getting fit into a chore is to do something that you really, REALLY don’t want to do.
So, to save you from throwing in the sweat towel, here are 5-tips to make finding your fitness niche easy!
My post on the Colonial is still sitting in my drafts folder from last week’s day trip, as are 2 other incomplete blog posts that are waiting to be completed. Over the past week, Consumption and the Black Plague had a baby and it somehow made its way to me – knocking me on my ass for days. So, instead of being productive and blogging, I flailed from one soft surface in my home to the next. As a result, the Colonial review had to wait – but in the interim, Angela’s Picnic is much fresher in my still fuzzy brain and this is how that went down.
It’s annoying, isn’t it? This following the rules to the letter and nothing happens on the scale.
I know how awful that feels because I’ve been feeling it. Worse yet, I’m 51 days away from Rossi and I have gained weight. Continue reading “Why you aren’t losing weight…”