I've been working my tail off........

......but it's not going away. At the beginning of the year I hired myself a personal trainer, who is also a friend of mine. She looks incredible, you can tell she works out hard for the figure she has. I want that figure, I want to look as good as I feel, I want to look amazing.

I have to give myself credit, I dropped my cholesterol 20 points since I started working out. When I say working out I mean interval/circuit training. Boy is that hard on the body. It hurts soooooo good. It hurts so good that I keep going back for more on Thursday's and Friday's. I have stopped my one-on-ones to concentrate on my running because I was training for a 1/2 marathon (more on that later), but I won't give up Thursday and Friday.

I know things are happening, I can see a little, I can feel a lot, but patience is not a strong point with me....never has been. I am not one for instant gratification, but I would have more faith if I could see MORE results.

This is what it comes down to. I want to go from this:

To this:

I would LOVE to look that good running. Someday....even if it is only in my dreams.

Wordless Wednesday - Wine Caves

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Every Day Starts the Same......

"Mom, I don't have any more socks to wear!"
"I don't have any more in my drawer!"
"You need to buy me some more socks!

I can find a little bit of my boys everywhere. Socks at the sand pile. Socks at the arena. Socks in the truck. Socks in the kitchen.....on the counter. Socks under the table. Socks on the floor of the laundry room.....NOT in the laundry basket. Socks in my room. Socks everywhere!

Dear Loving Hubby

I just want to give you an update on the fence. It has been 3 months and we still don't have a secure fence. I would like to let you know that you have about 10 weeks before I bring home a beautiful chocolate lab. I know how much you dislike having animals in the house, but if the fence isn't done the new pup will be spending time inside......getting lots of love, attention, and crate training. I do hope the fence makes progress between now and then.
Your loving wife.

This One Kills Me....

As much grief as Trevor gives me I love him to death.

He loves to tell me how mean and horrible I am to him, but when I am away for an extended period of time he is the ONE who will call me to check in with me. He wants to know when I will be home because he "misses" me. He doesn't tell me he misses me, but will tell me that he needs me to be home because he wants to be with me. A softie at heart he is....you gotta love it. And believe me I do!