So I skipped out the last 2 Monday Workouts. Shame on me. I'm s-l-o-w-l-y downsizing. Another inch off the waist... that's about it.
Drinking more water, eating better, blah blah blah, YOU ALL KNOW HOW IT GOES.
I think the worst thing about losing weight, is that you're NOT doing anything amazing or revolutionary, it's just that you're consistently making smart choices.
I mean, how awesome would it be when someone says "Wow! You're looking good! What are you doing?" to answer "Oh, you know, everyday I eat the leaf of a snarzleberry and then I jump on my right foot 7 1/2 times, followed by a quarter turn to the left, and then I stand on my head for 12 seconds. That's it!"
No, the magical cure is realizing that there IS NO MAGICAL CURE.
