Its Getting Better!

(The following image is from Getty images. No. Its not me. Promise!)

So this post is directed to my dear friend Amy in which I owe an apology and explanation.

To be brutally honest.

I hate running.

This is the inner dialogue inside my head while I run on the treadmill.

OW!!!THIS SUCKS!!! PAIN! OWW!! DOUBLE DONKEY PUNCH!! WHY THE HECK AM I DOING THIS! FAT IS MEANT TO SIT NOT JIGGLE! etc..( When you almost give yourself a black eye due to your man boob it makes you go Oh.this for the sake of goodness I go.)

But the chance.

To run through Disneyland in spandex shorts.

Well more the chance to run through Disneyland (the shorts are another issue but lets not dwell shall we?)

Because I want the chance to say I did it.

I did something that I pushed myself.

I want to be able to show my future kids that I don't have a lot of could/woulda dreams but rather I went after them. Also I hear as you get older the body falls apart. Realistically I have five years then it all goes to hell. So I want to get my use out of it!

So.

After this long rant who wants to join me?

Anybody?

RA RA O LA LA

(Ten points if you can guess where the title of this blog post came from!)

This year is the year of living dangerously. Danger being defined as taking new risks and working on creating my new self. The reason why my this blog fell apart was for the simple fact that I was focused too much on a singular goal to lose weight.

But it was too small.

This time around I made the stronger goal of running a half marathon.

In Disneyland!

Why Disneyland and not some other marathon?

Well how often do you get the chance to run around Disneyland in Lyrca listening to ABBA and Lady GAGA? Yes today on Blake got Fat we are going into the realm of deep questions.

So if you are intersted and want to join me I would love to have you come along!

Sept 5th. 2010.

This blog just got a whole lot more focused.

This could be the One,,

Anybody feeling a little bigger this season?

Did you indulge just a little too much?

Are you in need of a "magic button" for your pants?

(BTW the magic button is an infomerical I saw this morning about an extender you put on your pants to make them fit better. Just in case you were wondering.)

I made a new years resolution with myself. Not to lose weight but to be happy.

To be happy with who I am.

With what I am becoming.

Plus to lose ten pounds will be nice too.

So whats your goal?

Are you going to be ready to meet your new "you"?