Hershey Kisses for Breakfast

Howdy! Let's get right to business. Do you ever get super frustrated after busting your ass and seeing that you've barely burned off that Hershey kiss(es) you enjoyed for breakfast?  So frustrating! Those are the times I have to push myself.

I'm not very good at pushing myself, as made obvious by my lack of keeping up with this blog. It's not because I'm a bad blogger, it's because I'm a bad dieter/exerciser. Nothing to post and update!

OR *Stop starting over!* Just kidding, LOVE this.

Yet tomorrow is a new day and I am excited to hop on that treadmill at the crack of dawn and persevere. I worked out to Dance Central tonight for about 35 minutes and the game said I had only burned 90 calories! WHAT! How is that possible? I can barely breathe!? I went online and looked up the calories burned in regards to my actual weight and I was satisfied with those results. I don't know what they base those calories on, but obviously not someone quite as fluffy as myself.

That pink blob in the upper right corner is me

I have to make my crazy eyes face or else my eyes disappear in my eye fat.

Fitness Tracker aka pick a playlist and we'll randomly tick away a calorie count low enough to make you want to macarena your way off a bridge.

In other news I have been smoke free for over a week now. It has been surprisingly easy! I really think I was just ready. Chris joined me in quitting a few days later and he's done really well. We even were at a bar this past Saturday and didn't even feel tempted. Even non-smokers will smoke when drinking! It's interesting, I feel like I don't miss any part of it. Not like I thought I would. I feel plugged in and connected! I don't feel different physically, but I wasn't that heavy of a smoker even though I had smoked for 10 years.

I also have cut down drastically on my pop (soda, if you are a weirdo) intake. I can't say I've given this up completely, because that would be a lie. It feels really good to be drinking so much water though. I think these small changes will add up to big differences in my life, I am hopeful!

Dieting & exercising are two words that go together like fedora and douchebag, but for whatever reason I can't seem to do them at the same time. I blame this on the fact that Tessa and organization are two words that do not go together. I need organization to create healthy, cheap meals that I can purchase one week at a time. That involves a lot of prep work and I'm a last minute kind of girl when it comes to food. That is next on my list! Create healthy meals and plan plan plan! OR- Find a blog where someone else has already done this and gone to the trouble of documenting the process for me! That should help. Have I mentioned that I love the internet?

Tonight, I'll leave you with this. It goes without saying but:

For realz.

 Night loves.
-T

My thoughts on the Grammys: Not enough Beyonce. It was tragic. This sure did help ease the pain though:

Get that man some chapstick! Pronto!

Booty Down to Drop the Pounds!

 Shake it uh huh shake it like a Polaroid picture! This is an honest to God recreation of my glorious dance moves, I'll let Beyonce show you because for reals, I don't think you're ready for this jelly.

At least it is an honest to God recreation of how I think I look when I'm dancing in my basement during Dance Central, the camera on that thing tells a different story. In reality I look like this:

 Tiny Fey is making me look GOOD! I honestly do think I can move and I'm a decent dancer but there is just WAY too much jiggle in my wiggle.

Dancing is one of my favorite things to do honestly and I cannot wait to lose weight and be able to have the confidence to get out there and bless you all with my moves.

You're welcome.

In other news- I did not wake up early again this morning. I blame this on the fact that for some reason this little bit of working out I'm doing in the morning carries on all day and I have so much energy I can't even sleep that night! And my husband woke me up at 4:30 AM to tell me he was having spaghetti.

Seriously long story. Well not really a long story, but an uninteresting one. This is where the dancing comes in. I came home from work, made some delish taco sorta meal and played Dance Central 3 with Chris on the kinect for about an hour. Amazeballs. Loved it! Heads up, you do not want to battle this chica on any 70's music. I can jive like nobodies business. The 80's on the other hand? Not my forte. I couldn't even do the dance to the Right Stuff. NKOTB! I'll be ready for you again if you ever whip out a Nsync tune though, so beware.

Seriously, lights out for this dancing queen.

Peace Homies,
T