I love to bake. and bake. and bake.
I love to see my loved ones gobble up goodness and know that they are happy that I made it for them.
but.... unfortunately, all that lovely goodness has been in QUITE too much abundance of late, and has seemed to stuck itself all over my arse. (and everywhere else!)
Game plan?
Zumba on Monday's, Yoga on Thursdays, Walking on Fridays and Sundays. After I'm feeling a bit more energy, I'm going to do the Couch to 5 K. Yes, that's right. I'm going to start running.
I'm also revisiting my plans with Atkins. I tried Atkins almost 10 years ago. At that stage in my life - I didn't have a clue about nutrition. I had already spent time doing "Slim Fast" and diet pills since I was about 12 years old.
Sad, I know... But... back to the Atkins days.. I was on day 3 and I was the grumpiest, tired grumpy pants, and I threw a calf feeder at Nic's head. He demanded I go and eat a bowl of cereal and calm the hell down! So, I'm going on a more gentler approach, mostly because it suits my life and the food that we already eat. Minus the flour, sugar, rice, etc. - Organic or not - it's sticking to my guts and it needs to get the boot.
I am not disillusioned that I need to be skinny. I do not want to be skinny. I just need to shift some of this extra chub and aches and pains that prevent me from feeling good. That's it.
Wish me luck. I can't believe I just spilled my guts on my blog, but, that is where the honesty needs to go. It's better here than spilling over my pants! I need support. So, stop posting those damn pictures of warm muffins, thank you very much!