Goals

So last week I decided to join a gym, because I'm sick of being chubby…. And I’m sick of my 57-year-old father being in WAY better shape than I am at 23. Then, upon finding out that my body fat percentage was ridiculously high... decided to sign up for personal training sessions. I’m super excited about it and am already feeling better about myself. At my first meeting with my trainer, we set a weight goal, which totally got me pumped… since she’s pretty sure she can get me back down to the weight I was in high school. So the other day I was at the grove, walking by Anthropologie, and totally started drooling over one of their pretty summer dresses that was displayed in the window. Then a light bulb went off in my head. If I reach my goal weight… I’m TOTALLY treating myself to one of those oh-so-pretty-but-oh-so-slightly-out-of-my-sensible-price-range dresses from Anthropologie! EEK…. Adorable dress… here I come!