Memorial Day is 19 weeks away. Why is this important? That’s the weekend our pool opens. Every year we join a pool in our community. We’ve been members for four or five years now and it’s pretty fantastic. We’ve made some really awesome friends there, as have our daughters. Both girls are on the pool’s swim team.
And it opens in 19 weeks. Sounds like a long time doesn’t it? Keep telling yourself that!
Opening weekend is like back to school. You see tons of people you haven’t seen all fall, winter, and spring. (Okay, that’s back to school in reverse.) Of course everyone is checking everybody else out. Who lost weight. Who lost a husband. Who got boobs. Who got fat. There have been some amazing transformations. I want to be a transformation. Except not the bad kind.
Every year I sit there and wish I would have worked out harder. I had all frigging year! Will there ever be a time when I take off my cover up and be like, “yeah baby, check me out”! (Okay, I would seriously never say that, but you know what I mean.) Things could be a little tighter, firmer, sculpted, etc. So THIS year, I’m going to bust my ass and make this happen. I will have NO regrets on opening day.
The irony of this statement, is that right now I’m in bit of a slump. (I haven’t worked out in 8 days.) The kind of slump where you say, “oh, you’ve got 19 weeks. That’s a LONG time. You’ll be fine.” Except fine isn’t going to rock that bikini. I don’t mean just looking good in it. Looking thin is not what I’m referring to. I’m talking about cut! It’s time to hit the weights. Hard. Get back into a consistent routine. I keep thinking I need a goal. Well, this is going to be it. Time for a (an even more) kick ass bikini body. No more regrets. No more coulda woulda shoulda. Let’s take responsibility for our health and appearance. Time to stop wishing and start doing. The time is now. NOW! Who’s with me?