Oh man you guys, I am not ready for swimsuit season. I mean I'm really ready for swimsuit weather! But not for putting my two-piece back on for the world to see. I'm trying, I really am. But I've come to realize I've got that "weekend weight gain" curse going on. Ya know, you do really well during the week and then it's Friday/Saturday/Sunday and the beers start flowing, your friends bust out the chips, you visit family and they've got a big (Eeep!) cheese & venison tray out as an appetizer, and perhaps worst of all your weekend is so packed with activity that you don't want to delay the start of your day with a 40 minute workout. It's bad, I didn't work out since Thursday. I'm kinda ashamed of myself. But okay the past is past, I did an intense 40 minutes this morning & I'm optimistic about the week! I'm gonna stay motivated by flipping through my Fitness Magazine everyday and stay realistic by not putting over-the-top expectations on myself. For example, I am fully aware that I will never be "skinny". I'm okay with that. I've got some pretty rockin' curves in fact. I'd just like to lose a few pounds so my skinny jeans aren't so snug and so I'm more confident in a two piece this summer. But more than anything it's about being healthy, right? Right?