Disclaimer:  This is not my butt, as much as I would like for it to be.

I've been working out for a while now, and feeling pretty sassy.  My trainer, Annie even told me I should eat more, because I wasn't losing any more weight.  I know that sounds weird, but I was working out pretty hard, and my body was holding on to everything I gave it!

Guess what you should NEVER tell me?  To eat more.  I take it to heart.  I have been a carb eating maniac.  Unfortunately, while I am working out more, I am not training for the Olympics and there's no need to carb load.

Before this realization, I got on the scale and saw the number.  It truly put me in a bad mood for the entire day.  I gained a few pounds.  Therefore, I have decided to get rid of the scale...and cut back a bit on the carbs.  I love that the trainers at The Ridge never make you feel guilty, and will discuss nutrition and your diet with you.  I talked to Annie about it, and I am going to take my carb addiction one day at a time.  I did NOT tell her about eating an entire bag of Twizzlers.

I liked feeling sassy.  I know my body isn't perfect, never will be.  I am 41 and have 3 kids.  I like to eat, and I REALLY like to drink wine.  I have decided the answer is to keep working out with Annie, and forget about how much I weigh.

I am stronger, and feel better than I have in a long time, that's what I am going to concentrate on.  Stupid scale.