Last week.....and randoms from now.

I didn't exercise at all.

I drank a few cokes. (oopsie)

I went out to dinner with my triplet mom fearsome foursome. (That's what I call us because I am a dork.)

I somehow got talked into and committed myself to running a half marathon in July.

I know. #$*&!

What the heck was I thinking?

At least it's a girls weekend away in the city, and I get to eat pasta the night before.

I wonder if I can really do this.

I've done several 5K races and can currently run a comfortable 3 miles.

My friend D took a really bad picture of me today at her house.

I was dancing to a Big Bird song for our combined SIX toddlers.

If I don't lose 2 pounds this week, she says she will post that picture on Facebook.

I'm quite possibly screwed.

Oh well. I guess I better not eat any chocolate this week. Or cokes.

I'm still trying to make small changes, but I totally blew it last week.

I had no plan.

We had the girls' second birthday party this past Saturday.

I ate pizza. And chips with salsa. And coke. And cake. And ice cream.

I was afraid to step on the scale today, so I didn't.

My excuse is that our kitchen is in shambles because we're having the tile put in this week.

I keep my scale in the kitchen. I don't know why.

I better get my fat butt on track this week.

Otherwise, you'll see a picture of a fat girl dancing to a Big Bird song all over Facebook next week.

I have no doubt that she'll really post it.

I think she might hate me.

I'm never dancing to Big Bird at her house again!