I find it funny how my dogs follow me like I’m their pack leader. Guys, I have no idea why I just walked from the kitchen to the living room. I only walked back to the kitchen to see if it would refresh my memory. #dogmom
I have two conflicting agendas. 1. Be sober enough to clip my dog’s nails. 2. Get wine drunk
So far the wine is winning, since I’m already half a bottle in. #wine
I saw the sweetest pit bull today. It did not want to leave my side and even licked my mat burn wounds. My own dogs don’t even care about me that much.
Today I found out I was name dropped on a podcast for jiu jitsu. Part of it was talking about how angsty some of the other girls and myself are. Naturally, I was anxious until I listened to it. Then I teared up afterwards.
For future reference: I should not listen to podcasts about murder and drink coffee before driving to do therapy for PMIC kiddos. My anxiety is already high enough as it is.
Today I was feeling brave, so I decided to try on some old clothes. I was actually able to fit into jeans that I wore for my high school senior pics. They actually fit better than the current ones I’ve been wearing. 10-15 pounds away from my goal weight!
Yoga and Pilates: barely helped
Dabbled in running: notta
Brazilian jiu-jitsu: best thing for my butt to date, but there’s still room to grow https://t.co/lWw0I3rTzT
Last night I started dance lessons. For being super uncoordinated, I put myself in the position to demonstrate my lack of gracefulness way too often. #ohwell
On day 31, I’m going to finally step on the scale then I’m going to reintroduce alcohol. Who am I kidding? I’m probably going to eat all of the food. #halfwaythere