well- i have had an epiphany... (or whatever that thing is called when you suddenly realize something)
i have been feeling so down in the dumps lately- and i know alot of it really stems with the fact that i am NOT happy myself physically. I always have lots of lovely dreamy reasons why NOT to work out- usually i am pregnant, or trying to get pregnant, or right now it is nursing, recently i convinced myself that my "sleeping situation" is why i can't work out in the morning, (what if the baby woke up and fell off the bed? so i told myself to work out at night... well, when would i ever have time to make my tutu's and bows? i can't do it during the day- i have other responsibilities. so hmmmmmmm the delima........... well- my fabulous friend with fabulous wisdom, has reminded me of about a ZILLION things. and now i decided i need to just stop whining and get with the program.... but what program? everytime i see the infomertials of the latest fitness thing, or a diet pill, i am SOOO tempted... but i never commit.
So now, i have this knowledge. Now i want to be more healthy. Now, i have a treadmill staring at me, giving me evil eyes... Now, i have this desire to be attractive to my husband. Now, i feel totally guilty for NOT working yet. Now, i realize i throw myself into my crafts so i have a GREAT excuse to NOT take care of myself.... My b-day is friday, and i really am getting depressed. I just wish i looked different. and felt more energy. and i have a small-ish secret- John and i decided to start trying to have another baby- so i can just SEE myself using that as the new excuse... you know the.. "I-Am-going-to-get-fat-anyway-so-what-is-the-point"
so...now, what is your opinion/advice?
This is John showing macie Checkers for family night...
