Today, I want to talk about the people, places and things that motivate me. Number one is beautiful, black women. Venus Williams is 6'1" like me, but her sister Serena Williams is 5'9" and I can't help, but look at her in awe every time I see her. She has glowed up, as my daughter would say. She is stunning. Beauty, brains and a bangin ass booty...oops, I meant body! My motivation is not to replicate her physique because it is her job to workout and we don't have the same genetics...however, seeing her in this "Serene" pose like she does this while playing Candy Crush is motivation to me because I love what a body can do. How will I ever know what my body can do sitting on the couch. Furthermore, I am 37 and not getting any younger and I want to do a photo shoot. My sister does them all the time. I have not taken any professional pictures of myself since I was in high school. Trust I will not be doing the splits like this goddess below, but I will definitely be showing off my hard work!
Number two "Oh, the places you'll go!" I have isolated myself for about a year and a half hiding from friends and family embarrassed by all of the weight I have gained. No trips to the beach. No road trips to Atlanta to see my friends. Nothing. I sit here in this house wearing sweat pants and tank tops bored, lonely and getting fatter. I have started venturing out to see more of my friends and family and of course, the Yelp events lol, but I think a beach would be the best reward. I have seen a lot of posts on how to get rid of cellulite and flatten your belly. A lot of women are doing wraps and waist trainers, but nothing works better than old fashioned exercise. I will focus on those later.
Number three: Things...Cuz we are living in a material world and I am a material girl. Confession time: Yes, I am a little of a label whore, but not really. I put all my wants aside for the last 18 years to make sure my needs were met for me and my daughter. I was not going to be one of those moms that is draped in the latest and the lights are off or wearing weave all down my back and my baby's hair was not combed. Nope. That is just trifling and I feel sorry for any child that has to endure that. Now that my baby is a full grown woman, time to treat myself to some nice things. Not necessarily going on a shopping spree because as I mentioned before I have 17 pairs of jeans that are waiting to hug my hips, but that was two years ago and some of them are not in style anymore.
These may not be the right reasons to some, but they are my reasons and whatever helps me live a longer, healthier life then by all means, so be it!
Hit the gym early AM and got on the treadmill and did some weights. No classes today. Cycling tomorrow at 9:15am!



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