This is not getting any easier...

A few thoughts that went through my head while at the gym the other day...

• I may be the first person ever to pass out in this class... on the positive side I'll get a little rest then.

• Shouldn't have eaten that cookie on the way to the gym.

• This had better make my ass smaller or I'll be pissed!

• I honestly don't think my legs can move any faster... and this lady is crazy to think that they can.

Just a glimpse at my life every night now. Why you ask, well I need to get back into my pre-pregnancy clothing because I HATE MY WARDROBE right now. I mean it really sucks big time. I miss my old closet! So I'll be torturing myself five-six days a week for as long as it takes until that happens. Who knows, maybe I'll learn to like the trainer (who I still believe is an ex drill Sargent in disguise).

Yes, I know I'm crazy to want to start full force during the holidays, but no time like the present right? I figure the sooner the better. Plus I have to have some way to work off all the wine and cookies I plan to eat over the next month...