bewize

So last night I ran from the office and then returned to work late. I changed clothes, took off my earrings and did a 2-ish mile run around downtown Decatur. It was *fantastic*.

Then, I get back to the office and realize - I'd forgotten to take off my pearls!

LOL.

It's like a modernized 50's version of what a woman should be, y/y? Real women run in pearls. (But not high heels!)

Today is the 25th day of 90 Days: No Excuses. I'm kind of surprised it's gone by so fast. I'm really surprised I've stuck with it this long. I thought for sure I was going to miss a day. S taunted me the other day about it, but little does he know that just because it's almost midnight and I've been drinking since 9, I don't quit. I just felt really, horrifically nauseous after I let Jillian Michaels kick my ass. (This was a bad idea. I won't repeat it.)

I've got a belly dance lesson tonight and I'm about 90% sure that I'm going to take the second class, just because I enjoy it that much. It makes me aware of my body in a way that I am unaccustomed to, but I sort of like that.

I'm down a few more pounds as well, though I don't think it's readily apparent looking at me. I see a difference though, so I suppose that's something. My legs and arms are much more toned and my belly is definitely smaller (not saying much...). If my ass has changed as much as it has hurt, then it's very different! Too bad it doesn't work that way.

So, I shall continue my march to December 11 and see what happens by then. With any luck, good things. Good things will happen. :)