LeeAndra
Sweet Shoppe SugarBabe
Confession: I've belonged to three different gyms over the last five years (though not continuously)... and I can count on one hand how many times I've actually been to one of those gyms to work out. 
However, now I have this boyfriend who does marathons all the friggin' time and wants to eat healthy (dang him & his sensibilities!), so I joined the gym, too. Sigh. I hate working out. I get all... sweaty and hot and dirty and jiggly. There is LOTS of jiggling, people. Jiggle is not my friend.
And I confess that I have put off going, aside from the time I went to sign up, for the last two weeks BUT (and not the jiggly one!)... I went last night! I WORKED OUT!! BF was at class, so I just gritted my teeth and changed into my pink Thumper 'That's How I Roll' teeshirt & black workout pants and just DID IT. That's always the worst part for me, kwim? The just doing. There's always a lot of thinkin' and talkin'... but not so much DOIN'.
ANYWAYS, I did those stair stepper thingymajigs for 25 minutes like a rockstar. Come to find out, I have quite the pottymouth when I'm talking to that little voice in my head telling me I'm too tired, too fat, quit already, etc. Mostly, it was a lot of, 'Game on, b****!' and 'You will do what I say 'cause your a** is mine, b****!' I never curse IRL, so who knows where those bad thoughts came from... but they kept me on that thing until my routine was done!! *lol*
BF sat me down afterwards to ask me abt my goal(s). Honestly, gurlies, I have a completely shallow end goal. Being fit, healthy lifestyle, blah blah... :thumbdown: You know what I want?! I want to go to the runners' store that BF always goes to and get some of those obnoxiously teeny-tiny slit up the side shorts that barely cover your cash & prizes and an obnoxiously teeny-tiny tight as a mofo exercise cami in a size MEDIUM and wear the frick out of 'em. Working out, to run errands in, to his parents', to church... I want people to think it is the only thing I own and gosh, how lame and trashy am I to wear that everywhere and oh my, did you check out the sweet stems on that one?!
*lol* Okay, so maybe I would put something more appropriate over TOP the outfit when I went to church. But I'd still be wearing it underneath, so it would still count.
Confession: I'm pretty sure this is way TMI-overshare. And I don't care.
However, now I have this boyfriend who does marathons all the friggin' time and wants to eat healthy (dang him & his sensibilities!), so I joined the gym, too. Sigh. I hate working out. I get all... sweaty and hot and dirty and jiggly. There is LOTS of jiggling, people. Jiggle is not my friend.
And I confess that I have put off going, aside from the time I went to sign up, for the last two weeks BUT (and not the jiggly one!)... I went last night! I WORKED OUT!! BF was at class, so I just gritted my teeth and changed into my pink Thumper 'That's How I Roll' teeshirt & black workout pants and just DID IT. That's always the worst part for me, kwim? The just doing. There's always a lot of thinkin' and talkin'... but not so much DOIN'.
ANYWAYS, I did those stair stepper thingymajigs for 25 minutes like a rockstar. Come to find out, I have quite the pottymouth when I'm talking to that little voice in my head telling me I'm too tired, too fat, quit already, etc. Mostly, it was a lot of, 'Game on, b****!' and 'You will do what I say 'cause your a** is mine, b****!' I never curse IRL, so who knows where those bad thoughts came from... but they kept me on that thing until my routine was done!! *lol*
BF sat me down afterwards to ask me abt my goal(s). Honestly, gurlies, I have a completely shallow end goal. Being fit, healthy lifestyle, blah blah... :thumbdown: You know what I want?! I want to go to the runners' store that BF always goes to and get some of those obnoxiously teeny-tiny slit up the side shorts that barely cover your cash & prizes and an obnoxiously teeny-tiny tight as a mofo exercise cami in a size MEDIUM and wear the frick out of 'em. Working out, to run errands in, to his parents', to church... I want people to think it is the only thing I own and gosh, how lame and trashy am I to wear that everywhere and oh my, did you check out the sweet stems on that one?!
*lol* Okay, so maybe I would put something more appropriate over TOP the outfit when I went to church. But I'd still be wearing it underneath, so it would still count.
Confession: I'm pretty sure this is way TMI-overshare. And I don't care.
I say go for it girl! You had me cracking up the whole time I was reading this.
