yesterday I walked in the house fresh from my workout when my oldest son was in the kitchen. Our paths crossed, he stopped turned and said ......

"Mom, you smell like ......" there was a pause while he was trying to find the most polite way of wording his comments!?! "you smell like a woman that's been working out."

Me ~ "yea, I just got done working out"

Son ~ "well, when I work out I smell like a MAN (his voice got deeper) whose been working out and you.... (pause again) smell like a woman that's been working out."

I then told him how sometimes when I stop at the grocery store on the way home, I think the guy in front of me in the check out line smells! Then when I get home I smell the guy again! How can this BE? Oh, it's me that smells!

Tempter

This young handsome man is a TEMPTER!

He comes bearing goodies and sweets.

He comes with a smoothing tone that says,

"As much as you work out you CAN have this!"

and this silver tongued devil is home now!

It will take time to get him under control

BUT I'll keep working on it

and I'll put him in his place!

From a Blob to spot training!

When I started this workout, life change process I was a blob. There was not one single place that didn't need work! NOW I've actually got a couple places that need work.

I have a pooch, and I don't mean a dog. I mean a belly pooch. I had a grandma that had a pooch and now I have the pooch. It's the last thing to leave and the first thing to arrive. If someone looks at me from the direct front or the direct back they'll not notice it, but once I turn to the side WHOA sista watch out! There's my pooch.

W was making fun on my 'mom jeans' the other day, and I informed him that I needed the higher waist to contain the pooch! He encouraged me to 'unleash' the pooch. That's just more that I can handle right now!

So now I'm trying to spot train the pooch!

is it the same?

Today I'd seen a lady that I'd not really seen since Christmas. She kept going on about how good I looked.

She said it just I was getting into the car with my buddy, Stephanie. I closed the door I turned to Stephanie and said, "is that the same as her saying 'Boy, you use to look horrible?'"

We had a good laugh.