I saw this quote on Pinterest early this morning. I took Tristan to the beach today. It is absolutely GORGEOUS outside. Upper 70s, sunshine, a few clouds to break it up just enough, on the beach there was a nice breeze to cool off the sun..... PERFECTION. And I was hot as hell because I was wearing capris and a t-shirt. I could've been in a bathing suit today, or at least shorts and a tank top. But no, I'm too fat and gross to subject the public to that.
There is no greater motivation than that feeling I felt today.
So, we got home from the beach and Tristan went straight to bed. I had a lunch of tuna salad on two mini whole wheat bagels with 1/2 slice of fat free american cheese on each sandwich, with a side of SkinnyPop popcorn (my new favorite!!). Then I started reading for school on the deck. All I could think of was how I could be doing this in a bathing suit catching some sun, instead I was sweating.... again. So, instead of whining about it anymore I got up off my ass. Tied my still too new looking sneaks on my feet, grabbed Power90, grabbed my dumbells from my car and headed to the basement. I let Tony Horton have his way with me. It hurt to walk back up the stairs from that workout, I needed two hands to hold my cup of water, and it hurts to type right now. AND I LOVE IT.
SWEAT.
90 days from today is July. That is half way through summer. I have to push hard. I need results soon. I'll be using our treadmill as well as Power90.
I'm going to decorate our basement with an old bikini, a pair of shorts, and the pair of jeans I'm determined to wear again.
NO EXCUSES.
<3
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