June Goals, etc.

Weight: I’d like to lose 4 lbs in June and reach 210 lbs*. My plastic surgeon agreed to a consultation when I’m 40 lbs from goal weight, so 210 is the magic number. I probably won’t go under the knife for awhile, but I’m still anxious to meet with the doctor. This loose skin shit is for the birds…

Weight Training: Chesty and I are beginning a weight training program 01JUN. Yes, I know I’ve committed to weights before…only to lose interest after a couple of weeks. However, I’ve realized that if I’m going to go under the knife for a tummy tuck/bat wing removal, I need to present the best body possible. *I realize that adding muscle will increase my weight, but I’m optimistic about the 210 goal.

Cycling: I’ll be doing the 25-mile course at Ride for the Roses* again this year. My goal is to take at least 2 spinning classes per week…in addition to 2 outdoor training rides. A woman in my spinning class gave me info on a group that rides near my house, so I plan to join them and get my ass moving.

Social Scene: June will require quite a bit of planning. I have several potential pitfalls: J’s birthday bash on Saturday, a housewarming party the following week, and a baby shower at the end of the month. Oy vey…the life of a social butterfly. *overly dramatic made-for-TV-movie sigh*

So…that’s it for June. I’ll update my progress throughout the month. I’m depending on you guys to keep me focused. Kicks in the ass are welcomed.

I met another interesting guy last night. I can’t believe how many men I’ve been meeting lately. It’s crazy! I’m not complaining, though. Although, I can’t help but wonder how many of them would have talked to the “old” Courtney. I know I need to let that thought process go…because it’s pointless to hold a grudge on society. Some of you may be wondering about gym guy. I decided to take an extra day off because of the heart situation, so spinning was a no-go on Thursday. I’m sure he cried into his pillow that night, but I’ll make it up to him. Stalker, Party of 1, your table is ready…

I had a Real Woman dollar burning a hole in my pocket, so I had to go shopping. Those things are the devil…and Lane Bryant is Hell. I did manage to find a cute top/capris for J’s party on Saturday. I swear, my top half is ready to leave LB. The top I bought is a 14 and it has room. In another 5 lbs or so, it will look too big. My bottom half (too much booty in the pants and Buddha Belly) is a solid size 16…and it loves LB. Patience, Grasshopper…

Well, that’s it for now. I hope you all have a wonderful holiday. I may be going to a friend’s BBQ tomorrow. If I do, you know I’m taking my own meat for the grill. LOL

-C

[Edit to add: Ack! The Sopranos season finale tonight! I hope John gets whacked…what a jackass]

[Mo’ Edits: *phew* Thanks for the heads up, ladies! I forgot about the hiatus this week! I can save my anxiety until next week.]