BIKINI - T R A C K

Thank god for the local high school track.  For whatever reason it's the one exercise oriented thing that I can actually motivate myself to do.  Four times around is 1 mile.  I can do more - 5, 6 , 7, 8 times around seems pretty easy.  And when I am all done doing my laps I flop myself down on the fake grass and do 100 stomach crunches.  Bam!  I am done, in the car and on my way home.  Click on my Facebook badge and check out my trainer.  He's a tough one but super cute.

xxoo,
Windsor

BIKINI - S I X P A C K

Yea, I've got a six pack - in the fridge that is.  But what I would do for a flat tummy with a little definition - nothin crazy. Kinda like I had before the babies. Curse those babies!  Ok ok ok ok,   I'll stop blaming the babies and blame it on the beer.  Oh, but the beer taste so good and quenches my thirst after a long night at work.  The  Devil on my shoulder is saying "drink the beer, you know you want it",  and the sweet Angel on the other shoulder is saying "put the beer down dear, and start doing some crunches."    The problem is I had to buy a six pack of Sierra Nevada for the photo for this blog - and unfortunately they will have to be drunk.  Good thing a holiday weekend is coming up. On Monday it's goodbye stubborn belly fat and hello six pack - abs that is.