All I Need is a Miracle
I don't know if any of you read Woman's World,but there was yet another "you'll lose weight for sure" article in it this week. So if you take resveratrol and soy isoflavones together, fat should magically melt from your body. So OK. I'm a sucker. I'm going to try it. I already ordered it so don't try to talk me out of it. I'll let you know what my results are.
I also ordered some CLA, which has worked for me on the short-term a number of times. I have to give myself a break in between, but it has worked—I've lost up to eight pounds using it. But then it burns out, and I have to quit for at least a month. But when I start taking it again, I'll lose a few pounds. Soooo.
I'm always looking for a miracle—in weight loss and in life. I need a miracle. I need something that makes life worth living. I need a break. A windfall. Something so that my life doesn't just keep drudging on.
I went to the gym this morning. Did my usual cardio and weight training. Tomorrow it's aerobics. No "crush" siting this morning. Ahhhhh. But the week is young.
The weight is still coming off very ssslllooowlllyyy. But I feel more firm. And the whole menopause thing is still screwing with me. Water retention. No water retention. Bloated. Thinner.
I bought a new bra that really lifts my boobs. I wish they did this on their own. Wow. Makes me kinda look good. It's a Bali bra. It has stays in the sides. No underwire—surprisingly. I hate underwires.
OK. I have nothing else to say today.
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