embracing

After months of blow drying my hair, sectioning it off, combing, spraying product on it, combing it again, and running a straightening iron over it...I finally gave up and embraced my hair. It's big, and I LIKE IT. A LOT. I love the color. And yes, it is my natural color. Why mess with perfection? I love the cut. Thanks Kristi! And because I really don't have any other choice, I love the fact that it's thick and BIG. It suits me, and it looks good. My favorite feature of me.

So, in the spirit of embracing, apparently, I've embraced my ever widening @$$ as well. It's no secret to me that I put on about 10 pounds with every move. That would be 30 pounds in the last 3.5 years. Add a baby to that, and I end up with my HUGE BUTT. I know that this is a problem for any number of people, and it sucks. It's really stubborn fat. It likes being there. Why couldn't it just go to my boobs? I could use a little extra there... So, it's not rocket science, I know how to lose the weight. I only have a couple problems with it.

1. I LOVE TO EAT!!
2. I REALLY LOVE TO EAT!!
3. I have ZERO self control.
4. I hate sweating.

Ok...so there are a couple hurdles to get over. I have a FREE membership to the YMCA. And this isn't the ghetto YMCA that I knew growing up. I would say that this one is state of the art. And they even have daycare for Mya, which is also free to me. All the aerobics classes, free. Indoor track, swimming pool, every piece of weight equipment I could ever imagine. So what's wrong with me? Please refer to #4. AND, it's about a 15-20 minute drive depending on the time of day. I was really spoiled in Alabama where the gym was only 5 minutes away. Now, it seems like such a production to go. The only other excuse (I'm not kidding myself, I realize these are all excuses) is that the girl who teaches Step 103 (the most exciting step class they have) isn't all that inspiring.

When I fell in love with step in 2007, Brooke was the instructor. Those of you who know who I'm talking about KNOWS what I'm missing. This woman is amazing! She lost HALF her body weight. I'm talking 130 pounds (as of...1 year ago, I'm sure it's more now!) and she worked her butt off in class! She could literally wring the sweat out of her shirt, and would have to change before leading the ab workout at the end. And she was ripped. She stepped harder than everyone else, called out the moves, and was still going 100 miles an hour at the end. Seeing her lead the class made me want to go until I threw up. Then I wanted to rinse my mouth and go for more. I love Brooke, and I want her to come live with me.

So this other girl (don't even remember her name...) hardly even broke a sweat. What is that? If she doesn't sweat, then I don't have to. But why did I just go and waste over an hour of my time with her then? It makes me want to eat a doughnut. Real productive, eh?

Enough of my whining. Losing weight is NOT a new years resolution for me. If it was, I would have already failed, and I don't want that negativity (thanks Tina!). I would just love to be able to keep up with my 2 year old, and pretend that I could keep up with my Smokin' Hot Husband. Oh, and of course, I would like to fit into some "pre-Georgia" clothes. That was my 1st move, and my 1st 10 pounds. To be honest, I got rid of them all. But it would be fun to buy a size 8 again.

So, anyone who wants to be accountable with me, or more importantly, wants to start going to classes at the YMCA with me (I do better if someone else is counting on me being there), please let me know. Step is so much more fun when you know the other girls and everyone messes up the moves together!