Fat Girl in a little chair....

If you belong to one of my blogging communities please excuse me if I repeat some of the things there as I do here.

Last night Derek and I went to the Ryan Adams & The Cardinals, and Oasis concert. It was pretty wicked, packed, and just plain nuts. I wasn't gonna have any beers while I was there but I let the excitement of it all get the best of me and I ended up having 2 Kokanees. Anyways when we went to sit down in our seats I was surprisingly shocked. My hips scraped the armrests and there I was squished into this little chair with no room to spare. I didn't dare move for fear that I would rub up against the other person and I mean like after all how much room did I need. LOTS apparently. As I sat there quite uncomfortable, stiff, not wanting to move, and trying to position my clothing in a manner that might make me appear a little less chunky...I looked down and it wasn't something that could be hid. There before me was my protruding stomach, muffin top, gut...whichever term you prefer! I sat there thinking to myself that I am SO tired of being fat, SO tired of feeling uncomfortable in my own body. Of course my natural instinct is to crack a joke to my friend sitting next to me about me being packed in the chair like a sardine in a itty bitty little can. That's always my natural instinct is to joke about it to relieve some feelings of embarrasment. When my husband got into the car to leave the concert that night I told him to remember this day....because in a year from now I'm gonna be 100lbs thinner. MARK MY WORDS!

So yep...now I've talked the talk I sure as heck better start walking the walk, or running the run, or biking the bike....flat out I gotta start moving more and eating less!

Tonight was our first night back to Turbo kick class. I walked in there with the motivation to kick some serious a$$. Wow I'm glad I didn't feel too terrible when I saw that even the instructor was wiped after taking the summer off of the classes. It will probably take about a good week or two to get back into the swing of it. I love it though. LOVE IT! I've never sweat so much in one class....well besides hot yoga.

I uploaded my progress pictures. That was a pretty hard thing to do. But there I am...all 251.8lbs of me. Go ahead and take a look.....because I won't be looking like that for much longer!