Tuesday, January 22, 2013
See, we (Kitty and I) look forward to our beach vacations with our families all year. I'd be confident speaking for both us when I say these vacations are highlights of our life, hold the fondest memories, get us through grey awfully cold winters, our escape from the boring routine of school, and the one thing we both really really look forward to every year.
But around January, as much as we looked forward to the beach, the pool, the fun family time, we'd dread knowing that we also had to expose our wintery, flaky, pasty, post-Christmas-cookie-eating marathon, white blubbery bodies to the public. Oh, I'm sure the public didn't care or notice too much-but we sure the heck did, and what it really comes down to, is feeling good about ourselves in our own minds.
I got to laughing the other day, because this memory-our Beautification Program yearly phone call-came to mind. And yes, alas, probably more Beautification Programs were bombed when the chocolate foil wrapped Easter eggs started showing up on grocery store shelves, but the intention at least led us in the right directions and so I decided that although it has been awhile since I've jumped on board, this year, post-Janey, it's just the motivation I need. Here is what the "Beautification Program" entails for me:
A motivating collage taped on the fridge.
A calendar counting down the days.
A scary jump on the scale. (Something I almost never do.)
A reasonable goal, based a little on a number, but more on being able to fit into my (buttoned!) summer shorts.
A huge bottle of moisturizer and a renewed commitment to actually use it. (My scaly legs are awful!)
A renewed promise to eat healthier and exercise more.
A cute swimsuit in mind.
And I'm off and running. (Not running, running, that's just a figure of speech for now, or a massive exaggeration like the diving in the ocean thing.)