Go ahead take a second and hum the theme song in your head...
(dum, dum, dum-dum, dum, dum...)
You can't help it, can you? Funny, but not the point of this post. The actual point? I have decided to do the impossible! Well, to try to do the impossible. In the season of sweets, treats, and gluttony in the name of Christmas cheer I, Amie Sexton, being of feeble mind and somewhat disproportionate body, do hereby and not withstanding solemnly make known my intentions by means of declaration to be administered on this 30th day of November 2007; thus and such and so forth, yadda, yadda...to lose 6 pounds by Christmas Day.
Yeah, yeah, I see you rolling your eyes and scoffing my efforts but I will not be deterred. Here are my reasons for insanity.
1. The mirror. 'Nuf said.
2. The Biggest Loser -I LOVE this show! Tim and I watch it every week and it inspires me. It inspires Tim, too, in his own special way. He can't seem to watch it without suddenly craving a bedtime snack. Bizarre, I know. He's watched an entire episode while downing Hershey kisses that are lovingly tucked inside marshmallows. Gives new meaning to the show title. =)
So why 6 pounds? Hmmmm. Because five seemed blase and 10 seemed unrealistic. But six feels just right. The Biggest Loser people are dropping 6 lbs in a week -never mind the 24 hour gym access and personal trainers. I won't be discouraged by reality. Speaking of reality, a big shout out to Michelle Woolverton. I wasn't expecting to bump into my conscience in the WalMart aisle but there it was, embodied by Miss "state the obvious". I had just reached up and grabbed two (yes two) 1/2 pound bars of Hershey's milk chocolate. I tried to explain: "I know myself well enough to know that I need an out, of sorts. Just a little treat to keep me from over indulging." With eyebrow raised, Michelle said "and that's why you need two of them?"
Just between us, I never really liked those Woolverton's. ;-)
I give you all permission to hold me accountable for the next four weeks. You can ask me the hard questions (i.e. Did you exercise today? Have you already eaten the entire Hershey bar? etc.). And I will try to keep you posted on my progress.
My starting weight is ... 125 lbs! You didn't really expect me to give you my REAL weight, did you? Heck no! But this pretend weight will do for our purposes. Wish me luck and supernatural self-control. Say it with me: sweet potato pie is of the devil...pumpkin pie is bad...cheesecake is...is...I'm gonna have to pray about that one.