exercise? what's that? where did my hour-a-day mojo go? i dunno, but as things continue on a slooooooooooooooooooow downward motion, i'm dangerously content. i'm swinging a solid 14 in pants now, which means a 12 in everything else (thighs. of. doom.) and while i would have LOVED to be all thin and dainty this summer, it's almost like NOT being thin and dainty this summer gives me a whole year to do it right. we're buying a recumbent exercise bike and some heavier than 5-pounds weights and i'm eating enough and protein and produce and everything's gonna be fiiiiiiiiiiiiine.
i just wish i could put a date on it. like, on december 31, 2009, i will be IN SHAPE. wait, is that reasonable? it just seems that no matter what sort of goal i set, it never works out that way.