My hip bones disappear.
And yes, my friends, this IS a tragedy. I LOVE my hips. (hey that's not something you hear women say everyday! ha ha) Okay, really, I don't love my HIPS...but I love my hip bones. When my tummy is flat and I've been working out diligently and eating right, they are pronounced and quite shapely and lovely. They frame my hard-earned abs just perfectly.
But today as I stood in the dressing room at Old Navy trying on a
Their absence is honestly the "last straw" for me, I can't stand it! I refuse to let them be suffocated by layers of blubber. I've worked toooo hard to set them free to let this happen!
So what's my game plan? .....Beats me! I've had ENOUGH of making plans/goals/decisions and failing. I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do about this, but I know a few things:
1. Even my precious hip bones aren't more important than quality time with M, G and B.
2. A hour+ a day of exercise is too much to ask of myself (at least until school starts back up)...but maybe I could give half an hour!?!
3. Dessert is a necessity in my life and while I might be able to cut back, I've proven that I am incapable of cutting it OUT...and quite honestly, if I have to live life without eating a brownie fudge sundae every now and then, --then just go ahead and kill me now! :o)
So...there you have it peeps. The let down post. The one where all you people who think so highly of me just got your "bubble burst". I'm sorry. I've disappointed myself too. But along the way, I've also learned some priceless lessons about family/parenthood/God's calling on my life. While exercise and healthy eating will ALWAYS be a big part of my life and a priority for me, from here on out, they are taking a small baby step down the ladder.