I've got to admit, I was a total swine over the holidays. Pecan pie, prime rib (twice), pounds upon pounds of mashed potatoes--anything was fair game. And when my favorite Expand-O-Pants (Eddie Bauer with hidden elastic waist--woo hoo) were starting to pinch, I knew I had to make a radical life change.
We started snowshoeing and are doing that about three times a week now, plus I'm doing an exercise video with some women from the local courthouse another three times a week. My jeans fit again, and I swear to God my butt is about an inch higher than it has been for several years. Yay for me!
I don't feel guilty about the 10 cream puffs I had for dessert tonight. Much.