In February I'm going to Vegas with my sister, her twenty-something daughter, my aunt and her twenty-something daughter.
I do not want to be the fattest one there.
That's two pounds a week. Technically, I should be able to do this. But will I? Will this be the motivation I need to really make me reach my goals?
I thought so. But of course, after errands and "to-do's" all day I didn't exercise the way I told myself I would and I ate chips and peanut butter (not together, lol!) and just whatever was at hand--not a single veggie or fruit in the lot of it.
*sigh*
What was my motivation again?
Oh yeah. That I don't want to be the fattest one there. Motivation, baby!