Babbling.

My last blog wasn’t so hot. It was kind of mean and a little snarky. Please forgive me. I wasn’t doing the best, emotionally, when I wrote it, and it showed. If I offended anyone, I’m so, so, sorry. It’s never my goal. Anyways, moving on…
· I would be lost without the support of Mac.
· I would be lost without the support of my family.
· I would be lost without the support of my friends.
· I love a good supportive sports bra.
· Sometimes I think I should find something to support my rear when I work out.
· I’ve thought about spanx, but who wears spanx to the gym?!
· Like in Seinfeld, Kramer came up with the bro. (Bra for dudes.)
· This could be the bra + butt = brutt. I’m sure I’ll become a millionare.
· I am sometimes judgmental, and it’s something I continuously work on.
· Karma visits me often, in many forms. As it should.
· You think I’d learn from my mistakes, but I’m human.
· I worked out three times last week. It’s the first week I’ve missed the 4x mark.
· I hope to work out 5x this week to make up for this past week.
· I was irresponsible with my medicine a week ago, and missed 3 days of pills.
· I was really “off” for a few days, and was doing everything I could to make myself feel better.
· I made homemade chocolate chip cookies and you know I ate them.
· I almost cried in the grocery store bc the strawberries all had mold in them. Ewww.
· On Sunday, the gym was really, really hard.
· Even though the gym was really hard, I made it through my workout.
· I am a fan of Michelle Obama’s campaign for working out 60 minutes a day. It makes sense.
· I’ve been really bad with recording my food. I can’t decide if I should keep trying to record food.
· Sometimes, I try to combine diets.
· Like, oooh, Atkins says you can eat cheese, so I can eat all the cheese I want.
· Then I’ll change it up, to, one hershey’s kiss is 1 point on Weight Watchers.
· Combining diets is not cool, Megan. Stop it.
· I often have a mental battle with myself about which is better: eat well, or work out.
· Why do I think it should be one or the other? Shouldn’t it be both?
· I am more flexible, physically.
· I can’t wait for my clothes to feel loose, or fit better.
· I don’t want to be one of those girls who talks about losing weight all the time, and never does.
· If I go up one more size, I won’t be able to shop in my favorite store, Gap. Maybe online.
· Why chance it? Just go down in size.
· I don’t want to be considered a “big girl,” “fat” or “unhealthy.”
· Nothing is wrong with being any of those often rude labels, but in my opinion, my frame isn’t meant to handle this much weight.
· 1 of my biggest problems right now is knowing that I am too big for my frame.
· Another of my biggest problems is knowing that I’m not healthy right now.
· I’m tired of being paranoid if someone happens to glance at my stomach.
· When I lost weight before, I remember driving and not lopping over my jeans.
· That is a fantastic memory.
· I giggle a little bit every time I get on the bike and select the band, Queen.
· The first song of Queen I listen to is “Fat Bottomed Girls.” Ironic, isn’t it.
· In Bossypants by Tina Fey, she shares that when she was overweight, she was ironing in her underwear and accidentally grazed her belly with the iron.
· That made me laugh so hard.
· I have split a couple pairs of pants in my lifetime.
· I usually split pants on the inside thigh of my left leg. At least it’s not in the tush.
· My wedding dress was something insane like a size 22.
· I say insane, because that’s about 6 sizes bigger than what I was at the time.
· Apparently this happens with lots of wedding dresses.
· Who wants to buy something so much bigger in size than what they actually are?!
· Way to give someone a complex.
· My wedding dress was more expensive bc they needed to use extra fabric due to the size.
· I was really ashamed about that.
· My parents, God bless them, took that information without batting an eyelash.
· They paid for my wedding dress, another one of the million things I’m eternally grateful for.
· I loved my wedding dress and I think I looked pretty good in it, though I wish I’d had better posture the day of my wedding.
· The big, poofy dresses are not for me. I looked so ridiculous in them. Like a cupcake.
· Sometimes I have double chinS in pictures.
· Sometimes I am surprised at my size when I pass the mirror at the gym.
· I almost always want instant gratification.
· If my face isn’t red after my workouts, I haven’t worked hard enough.
· If my rings don’t spin while on the elliptical, I’m not working hard enough.
· That’s not masochism speaking, it’s the truth.
· I know what hard work is, and I know what happens to me when I work hard. I sweat, and my rings spin. I think it’s hot.
· I’ve dealt with 3 pimples on my face in one day. Some more are scattered on my arms and legs.
· I think it’s from the sweat, and so I’ll gladly take them.
· TMI, I remember the first time I needed powder on my thighs.
· I went on the longest walk on the beach ever with my friend Tim.
· I came back, and my thighs hurt. This was new to me.
· I went into the condo and put LOTION on my thighs.
· I came back out, sat next to Kendra and told her my problem.
· She laughed when I said I used lotion.
· She introduced me to powder and my life has never been the same.
· This was all so very random, and I apologize if you got all the way to the end of it.
· Sometimes, I literally can’t form paragraphs. It happens when I’m tired.
· Thank you everyone for your support. The emails, fb messages, text messages, comments, likes, phone calls and personal conversations. They all mean so much to me. Please know that.