  " Some days you just have to create your own sunshine.  - Sam Sundquist & nbsp;  Man,  too much has happened in a week to update. nbsp;  Short version. I have taken the first baby steps to becoming an in-
shape,  no- longer- lazy- butt- couch- potato person who is not allowed to wear shorts in public.
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 I am going to let the thin,  buff,  strong chic loose from her chubby- thighed and flabby- armed jail that is my body.
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 OK,  well at least&
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I paid TOO much money for a program I can NOT afford to force myself to get my butt moving.
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 I&
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survived two workouts with a personal trainer named Roosevelt,  a nubian GOD that&
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is like a poster- child for&
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why you should work out.
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 Next to him I really really did not feel like a goddess of anything.
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 But,  I survived,  and made it&
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back on Wednesday.
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 Another workout survived,  barely,  measurements taken. each of my thighs was the same size as my waist measured in high school,
 it was not a proud moment.
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 Then,  I'm taking a quick shower so I can run back to work and not gross everyone out because I think I sweated at least 3 pounds off in an hour.
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 When I get out there's no longer music playing,  I think,  man,  it's quiet out there. YUP,  they locked me IN and turned on the alarm.
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 I'm&
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saying,
 "
hellllooooo.  just me & amp;  the machines and weights.
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I thought about calling the police,
 warning them,  ( this is in Leawood where&
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5 cars&
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respond with sirens screaming to ANYTHING called in)  and setting off the alarm,  but I can't figure out the stupid lock to get out.
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 I call work and they laughed at me.
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 That's reassuring.
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SO,
 I&
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was of course STARVING to death,  looking&
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out the window at an Italian restaurant's&
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patio seating with food food food. found an apple behind the counter,
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I'm sure it was one of the thin barbie doll receptionist's major meals of the day,
 tough.
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They lock&
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me in,  I eat their food.
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 It figured I'd&
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get locked in a HEALTHY place,  no m&
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m's to be found.
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 I've now signed away so much of my money that&
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I have to eat sandwiches&
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for the next 3 to 4 months.
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 I also have to increase cardio&
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excercise on my own 3- 5 days a week to see the results I want.
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 I won't put in print the horror that was my measurements and percents,  except to say that for most I was about average for a 35 yr old woman.
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 The only really bad thing was my&
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body fat %
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 I'm in the lowest 30%  of women my age,  and the percent was 33%
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 One third of my body is fat.
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 ONE THIRD of my body is FAT.
nbsp;  Man, nbsp;
that blew my mind.
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So,  I'm walking around with tree trunk legs the size of 2&
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small people&
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with a body that's one third fat.
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That helped me walk right past the reese's peanut butter cups in the candy dish this afternoon.
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 I'll just repeat that as a mantra. 1/ 3 fat. 1/ 3 fat. 1/ 3 fat.  hope that helps.
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 My starting little phrase going&
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through my head for the first workout was "
mini skirt,  mini skirt,  mini skirt"
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 Then I saw what horrible shape I was in,  and also standing next to my trainer/ God,  I revised it to " any skirt,  any skirt,  any skirt"
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 I start up again on Monday.
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 Shee- ra here I come. my goal is to wear one of my skirts hanging in the closet before it snows.
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 We'll see. man I miss my pretty legs. damn chocolate and lazy lifestyle!
