good vs. bad

Flab to Fab Check-In


Fat Rolls.
Good:

Now THAT is flabilicious. (I swore I would never take one of these trendy-type pics of my babe- but then I did, and then I melted.)

Fat Rolls.
Bad:


(2 months ago, beginning of Flab to Fab project)

Fat Rolls.
Better.


(Tonight. Notice the Olympics on in the background?)

Not bad, eh? Considering that I haven't (please raise your fingers and commence air quotes now) "officially" exercised much and haven't stuck well to my "diet," I am quite pleased with the slight deflation of my spare tire region.

A few people that know me have inquired about the necessity of this flab to fab project of mine. I feel the need to clarify a little. I am not large. I am not a skinny mini. I am somewhere in-between. I am finally close to being content with my weight. The problem for me is not the amount of my weight, but the shape -or lack thereof, depending on how you look at it.

Imagine bread dough that has finished raising. The moment something touches it, it caves. That cute green shirt pictured up above has got a whole lot of dough underneath it. For me, this is about my squish. Squish is still squish- whether it is big, medium, or small.

Flab to fab, for me, is about making the squish...well, .......not squishy.
So, are we all okay now?

Back to the check-in portion of my never ending soap box that is this blog.

Today I hit up the bulk candy section at the grocery store. My weakness lies in sugary, chewy candies. Not to mention doughnuts, cheesecake, Reese's, more doughnuts, hot bread, and fruit snacks. I have lots of weaknesses. This certain list may happen to also be a few of the items I have ate this week. If they do happen to be things I ate this week, it is ok, because it is my birthday week. Calories don't count during the week of your birthday. I know some people say this on the day of your birthday, but it is a well known fact (to me) that birthday weeks are calorie free.


I bought some gummy bears. I LOVE gummy bears. I opened the bag as soon as I got in my hot car- didn't even turn on the AC first- and it was hot, but the gummy bears were calling to me. Low and behold, they didn't taste good to me. Then, I went a little wild and tore into the other bulk bag of candy I bought. After trying my next fave- cinnamon bears, still, no love. I went for the never-fail item: Snickers bars- good.....but not great. SAY WHHHAAATTTTT???

I think that it has quite possibly been so long since I indulged my taste buds to the sweet goodness that is candy, the love is leaving.

Thank goodness that if I ever happen to choose to go back to any of the earlier listed weaknesses, the relationship with them is still strong.

You know- just in case I "happen" to go back to those.

This is why my diet derailment has not gotten me totally off track:

You see all of these luscious plants in my garden? I mentioned last week that I had been weeding....... dang weeds won't stop growing.


This flower bed had lots of weeds too. I'm going to invent an exercise video with simulated weed pulling. Maybe I will sell it to the Wii Fit company or make lots of money with late night infomercials. That would be awesome......... and my yard would look awesome.


This flower has no purpose on being in this post- I just like it. And, I am a random person. And since I put my pretty baby on here, I can put a pretty flower too.

So, what do you think? Do calories count on your birthday? How about Halloween? Christmas? Groundhog's Day?