Anyway. Listen. "F" you scale. I said it, double fingers blazing, effffff you scale! Why? Because I'm the most badass 178 pound, size 16 chick out there... (or at least at my gym.) You can stick on that number all you want because I will not be stopped. Today I ran for over 2 miles and for 30 minutes straight! Young guy next to me? Ran for 20 and was out. Not me. Thirty, 3-0, 30 minutes before walking. So put that on your scale and weigh it.
And not only did I accomplish that but I accomplished it on a day where I wasn't walking in that gym feeling my best. I was a little down about the weigh in, I was a little shaky (ok hungover) from my giant martini last night - didn't get much sleep and I had cramps. But I sucked it all up, ate a little oatmeal and got my (still) big ass to the gym and running.
So there, scale. Bring it.
XO
Jen
5 comments:
Rock on Rockstar!
Way to keep on keeping on. You WILL reach your goal I have no doubts about that. {{grins}}
Oh yeah I almost forgot..I'm a huge fan of giving the scale the big ol' "you're number two" salute too on most days. :-)
thanks guys... "the big number two" salute.. that's funny :)
Finally caught up on your blog. YOUR AWESOME! You are moving and groovin and will be kickin butt at your half marathon before you know it!
Were your hamstrings hurting alot in the beginning? mine wont stop hurting.
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