I dance for fun (and because I can’t help it). I was wearing a t-shirt and leggings around the house and realized that I look quite nice. My stomach has a lovely curve, as woman’s stomachs do, but it is in proportion with the rest of my body and from the front, looks really good. Eating real food as opposed to prepared foods and dancing every day has accomplished this for me.
I thought this would be on my list forever. All it took is realizing that the only exercise I’m willing to do is something that is absolutely fun.
pisses me off. Doable and undone. It’s not a huge commitment of time, so why do I slack so? Flat tummy and triceps that don’t distract me by flapping as I’m waving my arms around in conversation. Two little muscular goals and I’m doing NOTHING to attain them. I’m keeping this on here in the hope that it will finally piss me off so much that I get my lazy ass moving.
I read this on my list and immediately got up, went into the other room, got my mat out and did some ab exercises. If I did a little something every time I read the words, I would be a lot further along with this goal.
Why don’t I just add “have a trapezoidal spleen” to the list while I’m at it?
If I sustain this hysterical laughter at just how far away I am from realizing this goal, I’ll have great abs in no time! bwah-ha-hahahaHAHAHAAAAA!!!
I don’t want or expect the stomach I had in my twenties, which stayed demurely behind my hipbones at all times. I just want a stomach proportional to the rest of my slim body. I think if I was bigger on top, this wouldn’t seem so important. But we little girls gotta watch the tummy. If it pokes out farther than the boobs, that’s just no damn good. Mine isn’t near that stage and hopefully doing boat pose and crunches will keep it that way. Also going to cut back on prepared foods, which will eliminate a ton of sodium from my diet. But I will never, ever, give up beer.
I still don’t have a flat tummy, but some guy complimented me on my ribs this weekend. I was confused. Ribs? Seriously? I have totally normal ribs, entirely unremarkable. Ribs…who knew?
I’m liking what I see in the mirror these days. Working out a few times a week, too, so that I can be stronger and have a flatter stomach.
Major comfort eating right now. Not too out of hand yet, but I need to stop now before my tummy pooches out any more. At least I’m too busy at work to snack much.
I did crunches this morning while waiting on hold. It takes so little time and I don’t have a lot of fat, so if I just put in the damn effort, I could finally get something off my list!