Operation Muffin Top.

One of my running friends Taolo told me today that she was beginning "Operation Muffin Top." She made a list of things she was no longer doing: dinner after 8pm, no ice cream, no double bacon BLT's... basically it was a list of what she was giving up. I laughed out loud.

Taolo runs marathons. She's probably 5'4" and weighs around 115-120lbs. She's thin, she runs, but lately apparently she has been indulging a little too much. I doubt if I saw her today I would notice the difference but this new kick of hers is getting me thinking.

I also want to get rid of my muffin top. And that gross overhang that happens under your arms/top of your chest when you have tank tops on.

In that vein here are the strides I took this past week:
-Had no soda even though I was dying too.
-Drank only 1 beer all week. (This is huge, since I normally drink at least 10)
-If I got a fancy coffee I did non-fat. Only did it once.
-Walked away from a 6-pack of chocolate frosted donuts despite that they were calling my name outloud.
-Included non-running workouts this week: Yoga, an hour at the batting cages, etc.

Of course this past week has also been that awesome time of the month. So I'm craving everything in sight and am cramping an miserable. Not to mention after my hour at the batting cages my back is super sore. Josh and I couldn't figure out why we were sore all day yesterday. Oh yeah, its because we are old.

So in honor of Taolo I shall join her in "Operation Muffin Top." Just makes me laugh saying it.