Showing posts with label goals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label goals. Show all posts

1.02.2012

Resolute.

*setting timer for 15 minutes*

Aaaaand...Commence blogging NOW!

Fact about Evelyn: She just can't resist New Year's Resolutions.

But what's not to love?

A fresh start. A chance to improve one self. Ambition. Productivity. World peace...

All that except maybe that last one. Because have you seen me when I'm going through sugar withdrawals? There's nothing peaceful about that. And of course this year just like every other year before it you can bet that at the top of my resolutions list is "Get healthy!" which basically translates into "STOP EATING ALL THAT DANG SUGAR WOMAN!"

*glance at timer* 10 minutes left.

This year I'm trying to take it a little easier on myself. My old strategy was to nitpick at every aspect of my life that I wanted to change. Eventually my list ended up being more of a 10 page report that not even world peace could have solved.

This year I'm only allowing myself 3...make that 4 resolutions. My hope is success in a few things will lead to success in more things.

7 minutes and 45 seconds...44...43...42...

Without further adieu, here is my list of 2012 New Years Resolutions:

1. Blog or journal something--ANYTHING--daily. Thus the timer. I'll let you know how it works out.
2. Lose 50 pounds. I lost almost 55 last year. I figure what's another 50, eh? Check out my other blog The Jolly Green Giant for progress.
3. Read the Book of Mormon twice in 2012.
4. Be better at having dinner on the table every night. Healthy, gluten free, dairy free, fast food free, and preferrably sometime before 7:30. My crockpot is already at work this morning so looks like 2012 is off to a rip-roaring start.

3 minutes and 13 seconds...12...11...10...

*Think about life for 37 seconds*
*Break up fight between 6 and 5 year old*
*Pick up screaming baby*

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Cee says hi.

12...11...10...9...8...

Happy New Year!!!

5.03.2011

Note to Self: Heavy

You know that song "He's Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"?



You remember that picture I showed you of me and my brother?

Well, he's back (yea!)
and holy moly! Has he changed!

But...

he's not the only one.

That song is right.

He's my brother.

And he ain't heavy.

I am.



Note to self: It is time to get serious about postpartum weight loss.

Seriously.

Couch to 5K program here I waddle.

Anyone want to be my running partner?

P.S. It is humiliating to show this to you all, but it's part of my scare tactic for myself.

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