Its not the end destination but the journey that matters.

What a weekend!


Halloween gives people the option to be someone else, or in some cases be a slutty someone else. Although it is one of my favourite holidays, it still always feels as though its one of those nights that you are even more so judged them before.
In the case of me, I did a group costume with some of my closet friends.. which dont get me wrong- was awesome! As per usual thought, I felt as the large one. Not necessarily, because anyone made me feel that way, but I just was not comfortable in the costume. Personal Battles once again.

The point is that I can only go day by day. So today- back on the wagon, body pump time. I'm sick of feeling sorry for myself and then eating a cake. Its time to push that anger/resentment back into working out and changing the way I feel about myself.


It's a new day! Soak it up.

vb