Monday, September 30, 2013

Crash Diet

Oh, it's about that time again.

Time to dust off the running shorts and cut out the carbs.

I have a little less than two months to get into shape before the big Oxford trip.

Last year I lost somewhere close to 15 pounds right up until we flew down to Mississippi for my friend's wedding. 

There's nothing that lights a fire under my ass like knowing one of our reunions is coming up.

And mostly, I feel the need to show a few people up. And of course, make a few people jealous. And last but not least, let certain people see what they missed out on.

But that's another story for another day.

From here on out (with obvious exceptions for Beer Fest and Halloween), I'm the carb nazi.

Zumba, watch out. I'm on my way back.

After work I'm going grocery shopping for veggies and chicken.

I often forget how GOOD it feels to get skinny.

As Kate Moss once said, "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels."

Amen, sister.

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