Guess what I am? You'll never guess.
I am a Victoria's Secret Model. No, you did not read that wrong. I am.
Well, I mean, kind of in a sort of round about way.
|Yes, I did take a picture in the locker room after my work out today.|
I was really nervous about them, because well, they are blue. And not in the denim way. [I'm a blue jeans/t-shirt girl all the way.]I think I may try a yellow shirt next time for some colorblocking...we shall see.
I love clothes. I love shoes. I'm just not very brave in my wardrobe choices when I'm out in public. I buy a lot, but it mostly sits in my closet until I can play it safe somehow. But the more I lose and the more I work out the less I seem to worry what other people may [or may not] think of the clothes I am wearing. Which is great for my self-esteem, not so great for the wallet.
 I have a local 5k this Saturday morning. I keep going back and forth between the "DUDES, I'm gonna PR [personal record] the shit out of this!" and the "What if my chub rub attacks my thighs, I forget my deodorant and crap my pants instead!" emotions. It's getting really annoying.
 I haven't talked much about my Insanity adventures lately because after month 1 I stopped so I could prepare for this 5k. Running & doing Insanity at the same time was just not working for me, so I gave up one. But next week I go back on the Insanity train for my last month and then I start working on my first half-marathon training plan. Suggestions & help are welcome!
 I don't know if you use or have Twitter. But if you don't, you should. [I'm @Tamara0827 ]I used to be a hardcore - this is some stupid ass shiz, who wants to read that crap - but, I definitely prefer it over FacePoop. And lately, I have been absolutely loving all the random, fun tweet conversations I've been having. Life's motto should totally be - If you can't say it under 140 characters, you shouldn't say it at all.