Monday Funday: NSV's all ova this place

Happy Monday, ya'll! I no longer dread Mondays because I finally have a job that I love going to. Life is good! Other than that, things have been business as usual.

A quick recap of this weekend in pictures:

 Yeah, we eat crawfish alot. Cajun through and through! I always have the calories for it so I'm good:)

 I think I'm shrinking! Left photo taken a few months ago. I encourage everyone to take progress photos!  Sometimes you don't see changes unless you see a side by side comparison.

S and I have been working out like mad people and it's paying off! I have two non-scale victories from the weekend/today to talk about. First off, yesterday after a baby shower for a friend, I did a little shopping, looking for some pants for work. You know how the harsh lights and mirrors of a dressing room always make you feel 10x worse about your body? For the first time in a long time ever, I didn't feel like crap undressing in a dressing room. I have a long way to go but I am finally noticing my progress and I am satisfied with the rate I'm going. I'm also down two pants sizes from when I was at my highest weight! Next stop, size 6. I feel like it is so within reach. A few months ago, I would've laughed at the thought. Even my spandex work out capris are getting loose. Holla for a dolla skinny boo boos!

Next NSV, my favorite dessert. Ya'll know "dirt cake"? Or cookies 'n cream? Basically every grocery store around here has some variation. It's basically a white fluffy pudding/whipped cream mix with crushed up oreos and unicorns and glitter. Amazing. It's my favorite and I could eat that shit in bulk. Today, I went to buy a bag of lettuce at a store near work (Yes, for real. The bag I bought yesterday was already bad. F!). Sitting right there was a large tub of cookies n cream goodness. I would never buy a pint size container and sit and eat it at work even though I'd love nothing more, but they also had small, single serving sizes. Normally, I'd have snatched up one of these suckers and shoved it down my throat. But guess what? I didn't. And I lived. I felt glorious and my ass and Beyonce booty (wishful thinking) are thanking me currently.

In other news, today we worked out chest and tris and I  am exhausted. My supa fly leopard print lifting gloves are so cute, and I'm not afraid to push myself anymore because it "hurts". Gym life is good these days! The scale is moving slow but I am seeing major changes in my body so I'll take it. I am still not running outdoors since my injury but I will be getting fitted for new running shoes this week and starting back very soon.

Operation Red Bikini in full effect. It's gonna happen.  I'm finally sure of it!