November 1st...

November 1st.  That was the day I lied to myself vowed to start using my gym membership for something other than soaking up artificial UV rays, now that all the kids are in school.

YESSSS! ALL of them.  The 3 littles go M-Th 8:30-2:30!!! Ahhhhhhh.  *ahem* Where was I?  Oh, right.

November 1st at 12:01a.m., I was to finish ransacking inspecting all 5 bags of Halloween candy and throw away the evidence wrappers of my final attack on all things Hershey's and begin my new quest to find the skinny girl inside me...you know, the one begging for chocolate.  Beotch.

The plan:  to drop the 3 littles off at school at 8:30a.m. and be on the treadmill by 9, four days a week.  And I did go...November 2nd.  Lazy beotch.

It's amazing how easily I could talk myself out of going.  Like that Monday, Gradster had a hard time letting me leave him at school, so I told myself, "you should be close by...not 25min away at the gym," so I went home and went back to bed (with my phone on the pillow of course hehe).
I went to the gym Tuesday.  What?  I did.  Wipe that look off your face.  I treaded on the ole mill for 45min.  Well, it's a start.
Then Wednesday came and I had to go 45min in the opposite direction to get a shot in the bahookie...I had hoped it would deflate a little...no such luck.
Thursday, hubby was home from work.  I told him to change and we'd go to the gym together cuz I can bring a guest. He laughed in my face and turned the TV up louder.  I'm kidding.  He didn't do that, but he rarely has a day off so he just wanted to veg a bit.  Plus, it gave me an excuse, not to go cuz his unsupporting ass wouldn't go with me, so why should I go right?  Guess I showed him.  Pffffffffffffft.

So.

November 8th.

November 8th, I'll start going to the gym 4 days a week.

*gulp*

I hope.

Here's our Halloween Happy Meal =)