Wow. Why do I do these things to myself, other than I need to be held accountable and what better way to be accountable than to lay it on the line for the entire world to see. Okay, maybe not the entire world, but for my 80+ some odd visitors that I usually have every day. Plus, maybe this will be incentive for some of you lurkers to come out and say hi! I'd love to get to know you! I promise, I'm not THAT scary. A little O-D-D maybe, but not scary.
So here's the deal. I need to step it up. My scale is creeping up and that doesn't make me happy. Granted I have kicked up the exercise and I usually do gain weight when I do that, so maybe that's the deal. Who knows. All I know is I'm getting farther away from what my goal weight is, and now I'm 10 pounds away rather than 7. DOH!
Now here's where I need your help. I need your support to behave. Let's just say that I like going out to eat wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy too much and I find myself drinking wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy too many Diet Cokes.
Here are my goals for the month of October:
#1 - Exercise no less than 4 hours a week. (That should be easy, but we'll see....)
#2 - Go out to lunch with my hot hubby only ONCE during the work week. (Now this will be nothing short of a miracle to stick with).
#3 - Make dinner AT HOME every Monday - Thursday night. (Again...another miracle if that happens).
#4 - Cut back, wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy back on the ol' sodies.
Here are YOUR incentives for supporting me:
For you scrapbooker supporters out there:
Every time I mess up, I'll throw something scrappy related into a box. At the end of the month, if the random winner that I draw is a scrapper, then you'll get the entire box of loot. So for each week that I don't complete 4 hours of exercise, something goes into the box. For each time that I go out to lunch with Tracey beyond my one shot during the work week, something else goes into the box. For each night (M - Th.) that we somehow get sucked into going out to dinner rather than making dinner another something goes into the box. And last but not least, for every time I go out to get a sodie during the work week, yet another goodie goes into the stash.
For you non-scrapbooker supporters out there:
Every time I mess up on the aforementioned goals, $1 goes into the pot of a gift card to your place of choosing. Now I'll tell you right now, that I'm putting a limit of $25 on this. Here's hoping it wont even be that much, but I know my weaknesses and also know my checkbook! HA!
So I think I'll post a couple of updates every week and feel free to jump in and post your encouragement! Like I said...I like to be accountable. :0) At the end of the month I'll pick a random number from all of the support posts throughout the month and then you can choose which you'd prefer to receive....scrappy goods or a gift card!
Easy enough? Well, maybe for you.
So now is where I lay it all out on the line. Hopefully all of my neighbors are sick of reading by this point, cause for some reason I'm intimidated by sharing the low down with them...yeah...Josh...you just forget about reading any further...okay?!?!? I guess my idea behind sharing the measurements is that I'm hoping that by the end of the month I'll have some happy updates to report.
BTW - I'm locking my scale away for the month of October so this will be a surprise for you as well as it is for me!
So here it is. Now be nice. I've had 5 kids ya know. ;0)
Weight: 170 (Did I mention that I'm 5'8"? - Just easing my pain there.....)
Waist Measurement: 36 1/4"
Hip Measurement 40 1/4" (Did I mention that those hips have spread 5x for kids? Hee hee)
Thigh or is it thy....(I'm never sure) Measurement: 24" (Yeah..doubt that will budge an inch. I've always been cursed with that measurement of thigh / thys - even when I was a fitness freak in Germany).
Arm Measurement: 12" (Will this go up or down as I hopefully carve out my sexay arms?)
So there you have it. Giggle all you want cause I'M GONNA DO IT! You betcha baby...I'M GONNA DO IT.
PS - I'm telling you right now that weekends are freebies for me. Not that I'll go crazy, but a girl has to have a little freedom....right?