The Saga of Yoga and Yogurt
(How much left to lose: 60 pounds)
I stepped on the scale this morning completely naked and YOUCH! Time to stop blaming those extra pounds on my pyjamas being of extra-thick fabric. Especially since I don’t wear pyjamas. So a losin’ we will go. Now I’m not interested in getting all skinny and such. Okay well that’s a lie, who wouldn’t want to be an ideal weight? But the truth is, I don’t have unrealistic goals. My unicorn disagrees, but he’s a dumbass. I would be completely pleased with being in shape, and flexible.
And hence begins the Saga of Yoga and Yogurt. I used to do yoga… sporadically. In other words, I’d do a few poses and be proud that I could be all twisty and bendy and stuff. I used to eat yogurt too, I’d buy a 12 pack and always wind up throwing out about 6 of them three months after they expired and I finally cleaned out my fridge.
Now to take on a different route to perfection. And you (yes YOU!) have the ability to observe my impending fall into despair and failure.