-I intend to be an active and fit lady who looks healthy and happy. I even want to go to the gym and yet; I don't go as much as I should.
-I intend to be a good mom. The type of mom who goes to the park and does craft projects and makes homemade chicken nuggets; and yet I let my kids watch way more TV then they should.
-I intend to clean my house, get a good system in place for keeping on top of the clutter and making it easier to stay out of CHAOS (Can't have anyone over syndrome) and yet; it is usually a huge disaster.
-I intend to be a good wife, to be thankful, supportive and patient with an amazing partner who has been more than I could have ever asked for and yet; I am a snot to my husband.
-I intend to eat well, to avoid chips, salsa, beer and sour patch kids and yet; I don't always
-I intend to finish the things on my insanely long (and mostly self inflicted) to-do list, and yet I watch "Julie and Julia" for the 847th time instead of being productive.
-I intend to stick to a schedule that allows me to get all of these things done, and gives me time for spur of the moment stuff and yet; I don't
I intend a lot of things, maybe more than I'm capable of.
Even so, I think I need to stop intending and start either doing or shutting up.
It's been a few days since the mud run, which was amazing and terrible and wonderful.
I'm proud to say that I have gained more than a ruined pair of underpants and a rainbow of bruises.
I know that I can do more than I thought I could. It's important to me that never once during that remarkably awful 6.2 miles did I consider stopping or quitting.
That's huge to me. I didn't quit, I didn't even want to quit. *Amazing.*
With that in mind (not quitting) I have decided to get back into my pre-mud run training groove. My dieting has suffered some during the preparations for the run. So, beginning today, I'm back on my under 1500 calorie goal, everyday. I have 4 days until my one year anniversary of weight loss. I'm going to get back on track, I have about 18 pounds left to lose to get to my ultimate goal of 155 pounds. Most of that is in my ass and thighs, I can feel it and see it, but soon it'll be gone, for good.