This is the phrase I say every Monday after a weekend of over indulging with food, drink and merriment. I, like many, want to lose that last five pounds. Of course, I forget about that every weekend when I have fun with my friends and family and enjoy.
Today I mean it though (another popular line). FOR REAL. This has been a looooonnngg, cold winter and to get by, I’ve allowed myself a nightly glass of wine and whatever else I feel like in order to make me happy.
However, we’re going to Key West in 10 days and I’m NOT ready to reveal myself. Therefore,
STARTING TODAY… I’m not going to drink any wine or eat any sweets for 10 days. Maybe this isn’t a huge deal to you but to me this is nearly impossible. I pop Hot Tamales mindlessly all day at work, swipe at cake in the fridge with my finger without a single thought and the wine, well, you get the picture.
I usually think life is too short to make these dumb ass rules so this will be a bit of an experiment.
I’m putting this out there because I don’t have much faith in myself but if I tell you guys, I’ll have to stick to it. Wish me luck! I’ll let you know how I’m going in a few days.
I’ll also give you the list of people I punched in the face…