teehee – that’s totally my go to book for baby showers. Just ask Angie :)
But that’s not what this about. Well, it is and it isn’t. I was totally hooked by a cookie that I SO DID NOT NEED yesterday morning but I bought anyway because it was there and because it was awesome and because it was the size of my frickin’ head.
Ok. So maybe it wasn’t the size of my head. Yes, I know I’m prone to exaggerate
a little a lot, but it was definitely the size of the palm of my hand. That right there should have told me that I should NOT have picked it up when I was buying my morning coffee. That and the fact that it was a freakin’ cookie. But not just any cookie, my pets – it was a Skor Shortbread cookie. Who the flippity flop comes up with these things?!?!?!??!
But really. Look at it --->
Can you blame me?
My stomach did. We were not friends for the rest of the day.
And speaking of my stomach, it not only pains me, but now it’s kicking me in the box to look at. Well, really I’m talking about my abdomen more than my actual digestive system.
Yes, I know I’m hard on myself, but who isn’t?
The race pics are up from this weekend’s crazy arse race and, as always, I take craptastic race photos. Well, one isn’t bad and I’m considering purchasing it as I haven’t had a decent race photo since 2007, but the rest make me so incredibly self-conscious about my body, something that I thought I was slowly making progress on and feeling so much better about.
I give you exhibits A and Blah.
Please note the awesome copyrights splashed all over the photos as I am being cheap at the moment :)
OOOH! Look at me all gazelle like! So focused and determined! Almost like a runner!
|Could my thighs me ANY BIGGER?! Could I look any less enthused? Could gravity be pulling my chub any closer to the ground? I SEE YOU, STUPID FLAP! SERIOUSLY?!|
BLEH. But who is to blame for all of this? MOI! Have I really been eating well in the last two weeks? Not so much! Did I really care about what I ate this weekend? Hell no! I distinctly remember making jokes about being a success story once upon a time and then stuffing a french fry in my mouth… Oh, the good ol’ days…
What happened to them?
But we all know I’m a better runner, I feel better in my skin, I have positive body image and great self-esteem when I EAT WELL and exercise.
Not that I’m going to cure the bouncing apron or anything, but it will at least make me feel better…
So what’s the deal?
Yeah. That’s what I thought.
Oh look! Is that a band wagon?
I think I’ll go over there and find out.
But after lunch…which I have to buy…because I’m so lazy…