I cannot believe I'm doing this; I have no shame. I really want to win a Magic Bullet, though. No, it's not, uh-hum, an "intimate" toy. Get your mind out of the gutter! It's a small blender! And the maker is giving them away! You have to enter to win, though.
http://www.stretchingabuckblog.com/2010/01/giveaway-magic-bullet-to-go.html#comment-6722
Now back to our regularly scheduled program...
The weight loss fever is really catching around here. Today, It was very obvious to me that my friend, A, was losing. She said she's down about 8 or 9 pounds. She's been watching her diet and using weightwatchers.com. Her hard work is paying off. WoooHooo! Go A!
Last week, my other friend, L, lost over 4 pounds! She's on the JC plan with me. Yes, it's expensive. Yes, you have to eat their food. But, man, it definitely works! Of course, she is a beast at the gym too. She did a Biggest Loser-style last chance workout before she went to her weigh-in. It apparently did the trick because she's had a big loss in one week.
Losing weight is so hard, but it is so much easier to do when you have friends doing it with you. My friends, though I love them, were some of my biggest saboteurs. Every girls' night out revolved around food and libations. We'd get together, eat lots of delectable food, and drink lots of even more delectable beverages. Ahhh...good times! Unfortunately, my mid-section suffered.
Now that we are all on a quest to get bikini bods by June, the food fests have ceased. They've been replaced by strenuous workouts and food counseling sessions. Instead of grabbing for the last cream puff, we are eyeballing the scrumptious carrot sticks. Okay, that's a lie. We are still eyeballing the cream puffs. But now instead of reaching for the cream puff, we hesitate and stop for fear that one of the others will give us the evil eye. We are all hell-bent on achieving our weight loss goals.
This makes me think, poor Kirstie Alley... Have you seen her lately?!? She is a hot mess! After losing all that weight and looking like a goddess, she went back to her gluttonous ways. Where are her friends when she needs them? Why doesn't someone smack that donut out of her hand before she puts it in her mouth? Why aren't her friends meeting her at the gym? The possible answer makes me sad. What if she doesn't have any friends that will hold her accountable? Poor Kirstie...
Back to us, though. We are looking good, girls! We are going to be the next BRAVO hotties sans the plastic surgery. Yep, I can see it now -- The Real Housewives of Tipton County. The weight loss fever is definitely better than the pregnancy bug...
