|So happy that she's grabbing her face? I don't understand it either folks. source|
I'm proud of myself for a change, folks. I did well this past week. I ate salads 4 days out of the week and didn't snack on a bunch of crap I shouldn't be eating. So yay!
I treated myself over the weekend with some ice cream, because I deserved that little treat. In fact, I enjoyed it so much, I'll be writing about my new ambition of becoming an ice cream taster for Ben & Jerry over on my blog today. Ice cream is one of those foods that brings happiness to any situation. It's creamy, it's delicious, it comes in a variety of flavors. What's not to love right? And y'all... you have not lived until you've had the Baklava flavor from Kroger's Private Selection brand. It has honey ice cream. HONEY! There is never a time when honey hasn't made something tastier am I right?
I also had a friend direct me to a pretty cool little site called Slim Kicker. You get points and rewards for finishing the challenges that YOU choose. I highly recommend checking it out. There are challenges of will-power, emotional, physical, etc. You decide and you choose what the reward will be. Like a cheat meal or massage or girl's night out. I like that it offers you more control over how you work the program. I get tired of people telling me what to do, I don't know about you.
I don't handle authority well in many situations particularly when it comes to my fat ass. I would fail miserably on a show like The Biggest Loser because they yell at the people a lot and I'd probably yell back something like, "SUCK IT! YELLING AT ME ISN'T GOING TO MAKE ME WORK HARDER, ASSHOLE!" Then they would kick me off the show for being too difficult and I'd go home a chunky, angry chick and nobody wants that.