GOYA TUES

GOYA TUES

Hope you enjoyed the artwork. Two special friends saw this plaque and instantly thought of me and knew I would treasure this forever. And right they are! It’s really quite disconcerting (and amusing) to see your life summarized on a little, wooden plaque. Just gotta own it, I guess. And now I do!

Get Off Your Ass Tues. Report:
1. I did weigh in last Tues. I’m 5 lbs better off than I thought I would be…but the grand total is too tragic to brag about. Owning the number is a b*tch. So I’m giving myself bonus points on this one.
2. Did not walk (or rather attend) my bible study group. BUT I walked 5 grueling laps around my school on this day. So I’m giving myself full credit on this one.
3. As you saw in my earlier posts, I did NOT go camping in the freezing temps this weekend. So not complaining turned out pretty well. If I had been there…it would have been U-G-L-Y. I would have taken bitchin’ too an atomic level. So let’s just say I dodged the failure bullet on that one-barely.

GOYA Goal for this week:
Next week I am re-joining the local fat farm (ie Weight Watchers). So I am spending this week working on my piss-poor attitude and homicidal dieting tendencies. I know this may not seem like a worthy goal-but seriously-it's harder work than you might imagine. If you have ever lost the same 20 lbs repeatedly (plus some each go around), then you can appreciate the pissiness another trip around the fat farm might entail. Especially since I suffer from the F-IT disorder... Here's a little joke that will hopefully put me in the right frame of mind this week:

I went to the doctor for my yearly physical. The nurse starts with certain basics.
"How much do you weigh?" she asks. I say, "135."
The nurse puts me on the scale. It turns out my weight is 180.
The nurse asks, "Your height?" I answer, "5 feet 4 inches."
The nurse checks and sees that I only measure 5 feet 2 inches.
She then takes my blood pressure and tells me that it's very high.
"Of course it's high!" I scream."When I came in here I was tall and slender! Now I'm short and fat!"
She put me on Prozac.
What a bitch.

Have a Great Get Off Your Ass Tuesday!!!