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So there I am! Living it up in my 30-somethings with a ridiculously hot hubby, 3 seriously outgoing matter-of-fact smart beautiful kids, a cat named Roxii that just won't quit, 2 chihuahuas named Lokii (what was I thinking) and Brodii who don't understand the concept of pee outside.

I'm a strongly opinionated, outspoken, inappropriate and absolutely unapologetic chick going through this thing called life and trying to do it with my sanity intact. So far, this isn't working out so well!

Follow me as I confession myself straight to the LCBO. My rants, my way...you've been warned ;) Xo

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My Lifestyle Evaluation

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I spent the good part of 5 days psyching myself up for this evaluation at the gym today. I was actually happy I got sick because I was able to push it back another 2 days. I'm definitely not known for my self motivation so it wasn't really a surprise at all.

I left work early, went to the gym to meet up with Sven (*yes real name has been changed to protect his reputation lol), and we got to work on this 90 min long session to take my measurements, test blood pressure, o2 something or other, height, weight (which oddly enough was less than I was this morning -- so I like their scale) and acidity.

Once that was all done we moved to the floor when the ass made me do some squats (I hate these and fuck them up on purpose because I just don't want to do them), lunges (which I probably hate even more because my legs feel so weak right now and it bothers me that I can hardly even do these), plank (bahahaha when I couldn't do more than 23 seconds), some other think on the floor that he was surprised by how well I could do (when I remember what it is called I will let you know), push ups (yeah no strength anywhere it seems these days so we moved to a standing type variation which I like SO much more), and a pull exercise which was nothing because it only had 30lbs and was super light. We were more looking to see where I am at so we can find a starting point.

Some of the bullshit I got the pleasure of finding out about my current self (because you can only stay in denial for so long):

- my "body" age is 48 (OMFG I'm 36)
- my o2/oxygen age is 36 (makes sense)
- I am 197lbs -- a fat beast, but I'm awesome still
- my BP was 118 over 81 and rhr I think was 83 (I'm guessing)
- my core is SHOT
- my metabolism is on an extended fuckin vacation
- I'm at risk for diabetes and cancer (because family history is a beautiful thing)
- my eating habits are shit (duh)
- I feel in general like crap

The good news?

There is NOTHING going to stand in the way of me getting what I want. I deserve this. I deserve to be happy in my own skin and goddamnit I want to look great in this body while I have it.

Of all the information I found out about myself today I have to say the only thing I'm happy for is knowing that it can change and I am the one that can change it.

News flash? No. I've known that my entire life but I can only be selfish for so long before I then feel guilty for being like that. This time I can't allow myself to feel guilty. If I don't take care of me I am not going to be around long enough to take care of anyone else.

So that's it. I've got day 1 in the bag for evaluation. Shit just got real. I don't see Sven again until Monday so I have between now and then to get my cardiovascular at least started. Hubby is going to help support me for time and I'm going to do the same for him.

It's our time.