I have decided to finally go on a diet.
Since I started blogging I have grown a few jeans sizes. And now that I have actually outgrown all my jeans I am forced to do something about it. Because nothing tastes as good as thin feels. Because I owe it to my son to be healthy. Because all my clothes is too darn cute not to be able to wear again. Because I want to be pretty and attractive again. Because I want to be able to zip up my riding boots. And wear my fancy ring. And run without being out of breath. I want to look like my old self. I want to feel like my old self. I OWE it to myself.
I have my 90 day food plan. I pumped the tires on my bike. I will eat well and exercise and believe. I can do this!
It has been an hour since I started this 90 day diet and I am ready to sell my kidney for a latte and a scone. Wish me luck.
PS: I can think of at least 134571 things that taste better then skinny feels.