Time to resurrect the old blog - what do ya say?
So, I found myself at www.blogger.com today, perusing blog templates, mulling over catchy blog titles in my head. And, okay, I confess - I technically started a new blog. I thought I was being cute calling it "Meuniere Derriere," a little play on words courtesy of the French language. Meuniere being a cooking term meaning to lightly flour (fish, usually) and then pan fry in butter. Derierre meaning, of course, hindquarters. So basically, 'butter butt.' Unfortunately, butterbutt.blogspot.com was already taken (props to you, buddy) so I had to settle for another monicker. About point five seconds later, I realized that it was stupid to start a new blog when I had a perfectly good one lying in the shadows. And here I am. Viola.
So, why the sudden inspiration to pick up the pen (er. . . keyboard) again? Oh, you know, just ready to make another life change. Ready to turn it all around, start from scratch, kick it into shape. Gotta have an outlet for all this energy!
Mostly, I'm here because I'm tired of being fat and miserable. I used to joke that I was going to die of delicious causes. I guess the joke's just not that funny anymore. Now, the Lord's got a wacky sense of humor and He might take me out of this life just as I sink my teeth into a deep fried Oreo, but I'm just not gonna provide Him so many opportunities anymore. Treats are not treats when you eat them every day.
The Captain and I started making better food choices at the start of the year and, by and large, we've done pretty well. But we've started to lose our mojo and, well, we just spent four days in a fried green tomato haze in the beautiful Hostess city, so it's time to get our rears in gears and refocus.
After work yesterday, I was making a snack and talking to the Captain. Then I dropped this bomb on him:
Me: Hey, you want to lose some weight with me?
Cap'n: *crickets*
Me: {big, stupid smile}
Cap'n: Of course I want to lose some weight with you, baby.
*Five minutes later*
Me: Will you take me to Publix and buy me a cupcake?
He's a good man, y'all. The good captain's at work now and doesn't know how motivated I've gotten in the past 8 hours, so he'll be in for a surprise tonight. It's back to MyFitnessPal to log every morsel I eat and back to pounding the pavement with the Couch to 5K app.
It's gonna take lots of love and cheering on to get where I want to be, so time to get to it, gentle readers. LET ME HEAR YA SAY 'YEAHHHHHHHHH!'
[In case there was ever any doubt, yes, I am a huge dork. But I'm okay with it.]
