Holy Shit....How many fanny packs can you see in one day??!!

All I have to say is that my fricken legs hurt like hell and my stomach is ready to explode.  I'm obviously out of shape and should really start moving my fat ass a little more!  Justin and I went to the State Fair today for like 5 hours with Deb, B, Nat and Joe and I'm pretty sure that we walked at least 5 miles.  It wouldn't have been so bad but flip flops and 5 miles and a gagillion people did not do my legs much good! 
There seriously was soooo many people and out of those gagillion people...over half of them forgot to look in the mirror before they left home!  Every year we do fanny pack count....this year we lost track after 7 fanny packs, 2 mullets, 4 spare tires, 3 fupas and a midget in a scooter!  I LOVE people watching!!
And....I only consumed probably like 10,000 calories!!!  Lets see....what did we eat??.....deep fried ravioli (fricken delicious), the BEST hot turkey sandwich known to any human alive, cheese curds, roasted corn on the cob, grilled shrimp, watermelon, pork chop on a stick (seriously the best shit EVER), soft taco, deep fried pickles filled with cream cheese....yeah...they are pretty f'in delicious!  And I think thats it....there could be more but I'm obviously in some sort of food coma right now so....whatever!!
Needless to say Justin and I are in bed relaxing and doing a whole lot of nothing!  It was a perfect Saturday! 

Addiction...a sick sick addiction

I've come to the realization that in order to overcome a problem you need to first admit to yourself that you have a problem.  Well.....I HAVE a problem....it's hard for me to admit the problem and it's hard for me to talk about the problem.  But I feel like I can openly talk about it here. 
I'm asking for help....I NEED help.  I don't know if I can get through it on my own.  I'm not sure if interventions are needed or some kind of therapy is needed but something needs to change.  Something needs to be done and I need to want to change....I do want to change...I do. 

Do you see this??  Do you???  Do. You??  Brownies are the fuckin bane of my existence!!!  I CAN'T STOP EATING THEM!  For my birthday dessert I chose brownies instead of cake.  Well there was only maybe one row that was eaten on my birthday and so my wonderful mother sent the rest of this fuckin crate home with Justin and I.  The brownies came home with us on Saturday....this picture was taking last night (Monday).  We and when I say we I mean mostly me, ate this entire god damn thing of brownies!  Yeah...thats right....I ATE IT ALL!!!  I even drank milk straight out the carton!   
I got home from work today and thank the good lord Justin finished them off.  NO MORE FUCKIN BROWNIES!  They are banned from my house.  I need to nip this problem in the bud.  I'm putting an end to it.  I think I'm gonna just go cold turkey and try not to think about them too much. 
Please bare with me while I try to get through these first couple of days....I'm going to need some encouragement....because I do know where to find them!! 

I need to get my Ass in gear and not eat a whole pan of brownies in 3 days!

I seriously need to do something about this whole fat madness thing that has taken over my ass, thighs and belly!!!  Seriously....what the hell is it and why does it need to attach itself to me.  I did not welcome this fat with wide open arms (which has also been taken over and if I opened them wide enough and started flapping I would probably take off)!!! 
I just can't seem to get myself motivated.  Everyday I say... this is the day...this is the day that I plan better meals....this is the day that I don't eat a whole 9x9 pan of brownies just because they are sitting there and seriously why the hell didn't Justin eat more of them.....this is the day that I get my ass to do some kind of physical activity....this is the day that I get my fat ass into gear!!!  
Reality....I just need to do it!!   It's all about self discipline...which I completely lack at the moment....but it is something I strive for....more discipline....yet I find this whole "discipline" thing pretty sucky.  I love food and I love NOT working out....well thats not totally true, once I get going and get into the grove of it I'm great but as soon as I start slipping then all hell breaks loose on my ass!   Baby steps people....baby steps!  Otherwise I'm just going to whack that shit right off soon!  
I'm ready to say good bye to my fat thighs that rub together ( I will probably pee  the day that I can see light through those suckers) and say adios to the bat wings....that shit seriously needs to go!!!
What the hell do you all do to keep yourself motivated?  What are some of your tricks?  What are some go to recipes and snacks?  What are some easy quick workouts?  I need all the f'ing help I can get!!!  I need to get my ass into a two piece at the end of January for some Jamaica time!!!!