I exercise four days a week and eat well, actually I eat really well, except for the occasional biting of chocolate but something very unnerving happened to me last week.
My personal trainer got out the old measuring tape and the consensus is that my butt is indeed growing.
Ok I should clarify that my body measurements went up a little (like one centimetre) but it still scared me a little.
My personal trainer was nice about it… his reasoning was that I hurt my back about two months ago and I am recovering from that plus he said I needed to factor in Christmas and New Year holidays too, and all that pasta eating, chocolate guzzling and wine dancing I did.
Still, one centimetre makes me a very unhappy person.
I am literally been working on my arse for past few months and nothing has changed. It is very frustrating!
Without sounding like a hair commercial, it won’t happen overnight but it will happen. I know I just need to be patient but … bah! I am not a patient person. Never have been.
My back is all better now, so I will be going 110 per cent now.
No more naughty foods (ok maybe once a week otherwise I wouldn’t want to hang out with me, let alone my boyfriend or friends) and burn some booty.
Let’s burn rubber baby!!!
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