It's super cold here (40 degrees this morning!) and I hate it. Seriously, we only had two and a half months of summer this year. Now it's back to jeans and sweatshirts and scraping my car in the morning. Grrr...
What also frustrates me is that I can't fit into any of my pants from just last winter! It appears I've gained ten lbs. since then. Go me. Being the cheapo that I am, I just stuff myself into them instead of buying a new pair.
This picture was taken maybe a month ago when I went to breakfast with my Grandma, who was in town:
Whew. Okay. I just had to get that out. That was seriously my reaction when I first saw this picture. LOOK. AT. ME. I can't even stand it. Do you ever have those moments where you see yourself in a pic and just almost pass out from the horror of it? Literally, I just snapped. Not in a bad way, but in a "I'm now going to use this picture as motivation and finally, finally bust my butt and lose those 30lbs" kind of way. I put this same pic up on my fridge, so that when I'm scrounging around for a snack, I pick fruit instead of cookies. I bring this with me when I run on the treadmill, and when I feel like I can't go anymore I look at the pic and push myself just a little bit more. Just one more minute. Just one more half mile...
That is one thing I've always appreciated about going to the gym. I see other women there that just look good. And because they look good, you can tell they just feel good. My gym membership ended, but I've been doing p90x and running dilligently for the last two weeks. I've only lost about 2lbs., but I've lost a few inches. My love handles to hang over quite so much. Now, instead of looking at the other people working out around me for motivation, I'm using this pic. It's working.
What's your motivation?