Tomorrow marks the return of my hot dates with the gym! I spent my time this week with my soul:) so I didn't need to go to the gym. Our time was better spent elsewhere. But my soul is mid air so that means in spite of having
Yesterday I went into a health food store wearing a winter coat. I was looking for a supplement and the sales associate pointed me in the direction of a few products. She pointed out one as being a best seller because it contained xxxxx. I asked what xxxxx was for and she replied with "it's to help lose those last 10 pounds, especially the fat in the mid section." I laughed, literally, out loud. She gave a funky look so I explained that I was XXX pounds and the pants I had on were size
Several months ago I asked an associate where the hell those last 10 pounds were going to come from. I don't think we had an answer. I sent said associate an email with a pic I managed to download from my cell provider. I weighed XXX pounds. This pic was taken from the time frame of our prior cited conversation. Then I texted associate a current gym pic and my phone rang. I was told I was hot but too skinny. Yeah yeah I've heard that before (skinny part;) So we compared pics and this person agreed I wasn't too thin that I had just lost fat. My friend then took a guess at my current weight. It was a perfect guess with first pic. When I informed my friend of my real weight and how second guess was wrong, I was lectured about needing to weigh the number that was guessed. We then discussed muscle versus fat, etc and I explained that it was presumed I was already at this weight so it's really just a number on a scale. I saw said associate today, showed off the guns, proved my muscles didn't disappear, proved I'm really not of super model height, and all was well:) There's no point except someone saw a before and after shot and could really see the difference. Associate is gym rat so I was happy to have opinion. For the first time, I could see a change too. Huh? More on that later!
My soul has landed so I need to connect with it to recharge like a cell phone. It's odd to miss something before its ever gone:( I also need my beauty sleep if my sick boo-tay is going on that hot date tomorrow. There's no rest for the weary. Or not this girl anyway. I'm not a tween or a teen or a 20 something year old child that thinks he or she knows everything about anything and rules the world when Im in fact clueless about life. Hell no....I'm a 33 year old grown ass woman that has lived a life and has enough sense to know I DEFINE ME and