It’s Friday!! HALLELUJAH!!
Now. Let’s confess.
Linking up with Aubrey @ High-Heeled Love :)
I confess… that I thought once Golf Tourney weekend was over, things would settle down a bit and I’d have so much more time. I was wrong. *sigh*
I confess… that it really sucks when the grass grows three flippin’ feet a day, and there’s ABSOULTELY NO DAMN TIME TO CUT IT.
I confess… I’ve had it just about up to HERE with mosquitoes and allergies. Seriously. The mosquitoes in our town are always nutso, but this year seems to be especially ridiculous. I skipped the Flyers home opener last night simply because of the damn things.
I confess… that I’d really hoped to have my “50” post up this week, but it just hasn’t been in the cards. Hopefully next week! It will work out well that way, actually, because I have only 3 days left in my TurboFire schedule, and it will be fun to write that post and reflect back on the past 20 weeks!
I confess… that I’m still a little amazed that on Sunday, I will be able to say I actually stuck with a work-out regime for 20 weeks. I like to think I have all kinds of faith in myself, but back on Day 1, I really didn’t think I would ever be able to stick to that 6-days-a-week routine for 20 FRIGGIN’ WEEKS.
I confess… that things in the weight-loss world haven’t exactly been 100% rosey this week. I mean, it’s great that I’ve lost 50 pounds and I’m super-ecstatic about it. But for some reason, out of the tons of wonderful and supportive comments I’ve got from friends & family on reaching the “magic number”, and despite how good I’m feeling inside, I’ve been letting the the few not-so-wonderful comments gnaw away at me. Why is that? WHY???
I confess… that I need a tougher skin. Fo reals, yo.
I confess… that I sat down last night and drafted up my own schedule to follow for the next four weeks, and it kind of makes me nervous. It’s sort of a hybrid of TurboFire and the beginning stages of training for a 5k. Notice that I still can’t just come right out and say “training for a 5k”? I still stick that disclaimer in there - “the beginning stages”. Because I’m still not entirely confident that I can ever actually run a 5k. I’ve been doing this lunch time 15-minute hydro pole jogging for a few weeks now, and it’s not seeming to get ANY easier. And the “running in public” thing still scares the BEJEEZUS out of me. I can’t help but picture an elephant clomping along…
I confess… that I’m very excited to be travelling with members of our church congregation to St-Anne-de-Bellevue tomorrow for our minister Nancy’s Ordination!!
I confess… that I kind of can’t believe Relay for Life is NEXT SATURDAY. Wow. Things just keep creeping up on me!!! So very excited for it!!!
I confess… that if you were a fly (or a mosquito) on the wall of my car this week, you would likely find me belting this song at the top of my lungs:
I confess… it’s an odd choice, considering I haven’t been doing much beer drinking and ripping and tearing and painting the town red these days, but it makes me long for summer. Oh, and also, Kip Moore is a sexy sexy boy.
Have a fabu weekend, gang :)