i left that fabulous gown with the seamstress yesterday. i tried it on for the first time since friday after thanksgiving and have to say i am a bit relieved. i'm not sure it would've fit so well at some points between then and now, but it does and i'm happy.
i am so excited. i am getting married next month. i'm getting to live happily ever after with the most fabulous man i could ever hope for or imagine, and there are no better, more wonderful gals i'd want standing up there with me. they've been cheering me on since, oh--well, since before i ever knew what "good guy" was and i cannot be more ecstatic.
went on a walk with my MoH this evening and we did the whole bridge (go KJ!). 5.2 miles in 1 hour and 25 minutes. WOOT. i ran the last mile in 7 minutes. i've been trying some speed lately, and it's been a bit of a success. rob and i scoped out a YMCA in idaho falls and i ran a 5K on the tread mill in 26:06. y'all-i have not done that since college. i'm wondering if there's something wrong with the speedometer or the timer...
i'm rambling. i'm exhausted and i'm excited and i'm getting giddy. i just put in my food/drink for today and have 338 calories left! well, wait, i just remembered the damn coke i had for lunch. *ack* ok, 98 calories left. y'all need to check out lance armstrong's livestrong website. i literally think about EVERY single thing i put in my pie hole and want to avoid lance's imaginary furrowed brow and disappointed face... today when i got turkey instead of chicken salad at subway, i decided to go for the combo and got a coke. in my head i told lance he could take his frown and get over it. i shoved him to the back of my mind and now i wish i hadn't. it's like a drug: i want it so so badly then when i have it, it just makes me disappointed and i wish i hadn't. and now my calorie/fitness counter would say 338 not 98. *hmph* my own fault...
and i've GOT to get rid of the arm flab. any suggestions?!
