Yesterday was the last day of my 30 Day Squat Challenge! Hip, hip, hooray! 🙂
I’m very proud of this mini achievement. Hopefully it’s the first of many small accomplishments to come. I’ve always been one of those people who makes grand plans and then gives up after one or two days out of lack of motivation and/or sheer laziness, so this is an achievement for me. Continue reading
I’ve put in long days at work lately, and I’m really tired and head-achy Have lately taken to eating spoonfuls of Nutella from the jar to get my sugar fix. But I digress. This post is supposed to be all about my midpoint status. Exactly 15 days ago, I decided to embark on the 30 Day Squat Challenge.
It’s been tough, but I’ve managed to stick with it for all 15 days. I’ve worked it into my schedule by waking up an hour earlier each day to get the requisite squats in. But that means I’ve cut back on sleep, and it’s started to get really difficult lately to wake up in a daze and try to do the squats at the crack of dawn while still half-asleep. Continue reading
I used to have a naturally perky butt. As a kid, I hated it when the protruding bubble extended behind my red leotard during gymnastics class. I used to try to tuck in my tailbone in a futile attempt to decrease the offending hump.
As a teenager in the early ’90s, I was never able to wear a tube skirt because there was always too much of a gap between my gluteus maximus and upper thigh. Now before you start conjuring up crazy images of who-knows-what, I need to specify that I was really skinny as a kid. The rest of me was a flat stick with chopstick legs. And I wasn’t athletic at all. It’s a mystery where the random lump came from. Continue reading