I’ve done level 3 of the Shred 11 out of the past 14 days. I think that’s pretty darn good. I want to do it every day of the week, but it’s inevitable that at least one day out of the weekend, it just doesn’t happen.
I haven’t lost any weight and my waistline is the same size. But I’m just going to keep at it. Even if I don’t lose any weight, I know how much better I feel if I’m at least trying.
For some reason, when Jillian says “You’ve got to fight for it,” it just makes me laugh. I end up saying that to my boyfriend all the time, whether it is conversationally appropriate or not. You want a ham sandwich for lunch? Well, you’ve got to fight for it. You want to clip your toenails? You’ve got to want it, and you’ve got to fight for it.
My diet has been okay. Nothing too indulgent. My dinner Saturday night with the boyfriend was kind of indulgent, but it was such a perfect meal. Check it:
We went to Coastal Kitchen, which is currently serving New Orleans flavored foods. We ended up splitting their barbecue pork meal. It came with some pulled pork, cheese grits, and rice and beans. This was supposed to be a meal for one and it ended up working out perfect for two. We split a piece of chocolate torte for dessert. And they also happen to have bottles of wine for 1/2 off on Saturday nights – so we split a bottle of wine, too. It was a perfectly halved meal and it was frickin perfect. It felt like an anniversary dinner, but it was really just a regular Saturday night!
Something not related to food and diet whatsoever: a couple of weekends ago, the boyfriend and I split some wine and watched the movie Top Secret. Boy howdy, it was hi-larious. I’ve seen it a million times but it still managed to be even funnier than I remembered!
That’s all that’s going on with me right now. For the remainder of my evening, I plan on working on crafts and maybe reading for a little bit. I’m gonna fight for it, y’all.