Cinco

It's seriously amazing what a 60 minute workout can do for your state of mind. I missed my workouts. While I was pregnant I took the easy route and ate everything my little heart wanted... I don't know that it made me happy but it sure as hell tasted delightful. I know better. My body just isn't made up to work like that. And I'm paying the consequences now. I do credit my insecurities to my determination to get back healthy again, which sucks, but hey whatever works. I don't have a huge plan or huge goals. I just want to be healthy. I want to be here for my babies and my babies babies. I want to feel good. I know I'll never be in a bikini (LAWD knows my first child tarnished that thought) but I should still be able to look good in a cute maxi dress. And I know that sounds superficial, and I'm ok with that... Because deep down I know that being able to feel good includes being able to look good. In my own eyes. So I'm on it. Committed. Dedicated. All of that. Team snatch back in full effect. Again. For real this time. I'm serious. Jesus help me!