I’m going to be honest.
I have a hard time with my body.
The extra curves, the jiggles, the pudge where there was no pudge before.
I am my worst critic, and yet, I rarely do anything about it.
Maybe it is Rich’s fault, he says he loves my curves.
Maybe it is just laziness.
This month, my plan is not to get skinny. It is to get fit.
My birthday is in 25 days, and my goal is to fit in the jeans.
The ones I haven’t fit (sans muffin top) since before Teag was born.
This is my plan.
Care to join me?