This momma is with out her little bug this morning. My mom came and got her so I could spend the day sweating my ass off... Hopefully literally.
I was trying to avoid any workouts just because of the impending downpour of sweat. But because my loving husband wanted an energy drink while he worked to get his 4 door teg ready for the Honda meet, I had to walk to the dollar general. It wasn't even a mile so I guess I met my underachiever status.
ECHM, also known as the day where a bunch of loud, lowered cars driven by their young and obnoxious mostly teenage boys, is on approximately a mile on fucking asphalt!!!!!
My weight before the meet...173.
After--- my hopes are my goal weight.
Sincerely,
Childless Sweater
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