Losing the boobs

That time has come...time for exercise and dieting. FUCK, I HATE EXERCISING. The sad thing is that I know exactly what it will take to get me back to my normal weight/size (which is somewhere around 135 lbs...sadly I haven't been down to that in a little over a year). If I work out regularly and eat sensibly, I could be back to my lovely figure in about 3 months.

I had actually been on a good stretch for about 2 weeks, but then I took the wonderful week-long road trip-turned-financial disaster down to Phoenix and back and all health food eating went out the window. Between the trip down and back, I bet that I ate 6 burgers and 8 tacos, with some chicken nuggets thrown somewhere in the middle. Lots of sugary and caffeinated drinks to go with those too. It also didn't help that I was in Phoenix during the week and not on the weekend, so the folks that wanted to hang out all wanted to take me out to lunch or dinner, and of course you knew I had to have all of my favorite foods from all of my favorite spots, since who knows when I will be back to them again!

I feel like it should be easier to be healthy up here in Seattle. There are health nuts all over, and everyone bikes and runs and hikes, etc....it's enough to make you feel quite guilty and very insecure about yourself. I'll never be the vegetarian/vegan type...I'm pretty sure my family had beef with almost every meal when I was growing up on the farm (which probably explains part of the high blood pressure issue in my family). But, I can cut way down on the portions for sure...I'm good at that at least!

The hard part about getting in shape for me is always trying to find the motivation. For one, where do I find that amount of time during the day to work out? I work 8:30 a.m. to 5 p.m., head home for a snack, and then drive straight out to the horse barn for riding, which takes up another 2-2.5 hours. So then, I have about 2 hours to myself (if I stay up later) to shower, clean up the apartment, and maybe watch some tv or read. Apparently, my "me" time is going to have to be converted from relaxation to exercise. I think I'm going to take a page out of a fellow blogger's book, Cynthia, and try to drag my ass out of bed a fricking 5 a.m. for some cardio. (Click here to read her blog.) I am not a morning person, so this will be a challenge...bear with me folks, I anticipate some cranky ass blog postings in my future.

I did come up with a very motivational point to keep me focused though....RIDING CLOTHES. The clothing that I wear to show horses in is VERY EXPENSIVE. When I say expensive, I'm saying that each of these outfits is definitely worth more than a thousand dollars....A PIECE. And, much to my chagrin, it's almost all custom tailored to be form-fitting, so my form has to fucking fit, if you know what I mean.

There is one downside to losing weight and getting in shape though....I will look more like a boy. That's right folks, say goodbye to my chest, cause it's the first thing to go. Wish me luck...I'm going to need it. Morning exercise begins tomorrow. SHIT.

Song of the day: "The New Workout Plan" Kanye West ("1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit ups right and tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this")