Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Moving is giving me Muffin Top

Moving is without a doubt one of the most stressful events you can go through in life. Its doesn't matter if you're moving across the country, the state or just a few streets over. It's pretty much a pain in the ass all around. I've done it at least 10 times (college and whatnot) and this time was definitely the smoothest. There were still some minor hiccups but that's to be expected and I was thoroughly prepared (sort of) for all the random issues that could possibly arise.
What I didn't count on was what moving was going to do to my waistline. Moving is giving me a muffin top y'all. And that's just not cool.
See, I was super prepared with meal plans leading up to the move out date but then sort of slacked off the weekend we moved in. It was hamburgers, hot wings and pizza for days. And let's not forget lunch. We had to eat something while we unpacked the kitchen and Chick-fil-A is so close by and their fries are SO GOOD.



It was days before I had a vegetable and let's not even talk about the copious amount of 'girly beer' aka hard cider I've consumed. I don't even like beer but for the first few days I must've had at least two bottles a day. Again, I needed the motivation to unpack! At least that's what I told myself. And then came the Girl Scout cookies. My hubby got suckered into buying 3 boxes and I even made a batch of chocolate chip cookies the day before! By the end of the first week I just felt gross. Incredibly lethargic, kind of cranky due to late nights un-packing and organizing after a full day of toddler chasing and too lazy to really cook properly. And a few of my favorite pants have felt a little......snug.
Blecch. I finally made it to the farmer's market last week for some fresh fruit and veggies and am slowly starting to get my mojo back in the kitchen but now I need to step up the workout game a bit.
We live two blocks from a park and I plan on walking down there with the boy everyday this week just to fit in a little exercise. I also think I'll get back to walking in the mornings (when not under a deadline) and then waiting until his morning nap to shower and get myself together. I have no doubt this will help kickstart my fitness mojo. I was doing pretty good, and then....packing.





I also purchased a Groupon for Pure Barre and am hoping to get a chance to sneak out to that over the weekend and maybe get a sitter one morning next week to switch things up a bit.  I have 172 pins on my "Work It Out" board and I'm just sitting on my duff doing none of them. I hate it. And I have no one to blame but myself. (and the creator of the waffle fry)
Thirty-five will be here before I know it and at this point it's not about being "thin" but being fit and healthy. When I don't work out I don't feel good and when I don't feel good, I'm not the best parent or wife because I'm lazy and just want to sleep. But when I work out and eat right, I feel like I can take on the world. And that makes me happy.
So here's to hoping I can snap out of my funk and make the effort to get my ass in gear so I can get a Beyonce booty just in time for my next birthday.



What motivates you to work out?  


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