Ode to My Hiney

Dear Hiney

I'm sorry I bash you and tell you that you're not good enough. you ARE good enough, especially after picking back up all these workouts. you are good enough and then some. And because I'm a giddy teenager again, I had to take a picture of my Hiney in the mirror because i couldn't believe what the mirror was trying to convince me of. Check it.

Thanks to diet and exercise I love my Hiney again. I think I will gift my Hiney with a brand-new pair of jeans or daisy dukes. Okay maybe not Daisy Dukes but shorts. And I will strut. Because life is good and my Hiney and I are friends again.
Love,
Clussy



PS- I don't tuck my tee shirts into my exercise pants. I only did it to prove a point in this picture. honest. :)

Comments

Anonymous said…
I read this while eating a donut. I'm contemplating throwing the other half... now quarter.. away.

=1/2a^2
Claudia said…
((sigh)) I miss donuts. I never did have a brownie batter filled one. Maybe for the best? Once I get closer to my goal, I'll work in more indulgences. Till then, I'm logging every single calorie that passes my lips into MyFitnessPal to keep me honest. At FFS on Wednesday, I didn't eat the side of mac n' cheese that came w/my entree because I wanted those calories to go towards my wine. That's where my priorities lye. :)
Anonymous said…
I applaud you! I had the mussels and salad at FFS. I only ate 2 pieces of the bread (instead of ordering extra!) Andy accidentally ate the other 2 and saved me.

My goal is to hit the treadmill this afternoon so I can partake of your priority.

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