Working out...

Okay, so I'll admit it, I let myself get out of shape... Way out of shape. I have at times been a size zero, but the norm was a two... After Micheal, I was somewhere between a two and a four, depending on the cut of the jeans. After Kyle, it was a four, the two just was not happening. I stayed a four up until about a year and a half ago, maybe not that long... The fours started getting tight, I dealt with it, just sucked my gut in and kept going. Well, that stopped working... I broke down and bought two pairs of size six pants. I've been living in those, and I'm not very proud of it. See, in all reality, a six is still small, but to be as short as I am, a six looks big to me. I'm not happy when I look in the mirror right now... So, I decided to do what I can to improve that. On top of tanning, I'm going to start working out... And I'm going to try to diet. Try is the key word there because food just looks so good. And with the divorce right now and being low on cash, I'm just always willing to take what's given to me which isn't necessarily the healthiest options.
My goal is to be back in a four, and be fit, by summer so that I can wear one of my old bikinis. Who knows, I may try for a two... A two would be very nice.