I Am a Fat Cow.

Jason's family visited this weekend and we were out and about in Chicago, did the Architecture tour (which I recommend) and as you read earlier, visited the Art Museum... Jason and Sarah both had cameras and so the entire thing was documented. (The above pics were via Sarah, subconciously doing me a huge favor. Thanks Sarah!!! In the evening as we watched the pictures cross dissolve on Jasons computer, there it was... my stomach. Oh. Dear. God.
I realize now, I have come to a crossroads. I have two possible avenues to go down... exercise or Lamaz class.
So, I signed up online (free for ten days) to do the Abs Diet. I will post one of the pictures that prompted this when I have access to them. It will be my official before picture. Actually so many shots were taken that I have a before PORTFOLIO. I even have that fat thing that happens on the back of middle aged men's necks.
Who knew eating could do this?
Well, who knew STEAK and SHAKE could do this.
So it's the Abs Diet for me. It's a good diet, just like Weight watchers and all the others. I chose it because I had the book (collecting dust on my shelf) and I have the workout dvd, also, dusty. And so I SWEAR I am going to do this and track my progress and SHOW you that I will actually drop at least 25 pounds this summer. I kinda have no choice. I want to be able to bend over and tie my shoes, I want to be able to actually function after ascending a flight of stairs and I wanna see my feet. I miss them.