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Tuesday, October 12, 2010

September to Remember

Among the 7 million reasons I have to get in shape (increasing self esteem, more energy, landing a man….) one of the major inital motivators was the trip to Hawaii I took in September with my sister and mother, both about 6 inches shorter and 100 pounds lighter than me….somehow they have the adorbs Irish genes and I am the pillaging Viking. I digress.

Hawaii is a gorgeous, romantic (ahem, unless with aforementioned sister and mother, love them I do, but next time I am definitely going with my future boyfriend and/or paying a male escort), tropical locale that I have been to twice before and never enjoyed it as much as I should have because….BATHING SUITS ARE THE SPAWN OF THE DEVIL! Fact.

So, back in May I said to myself,

“Self, you will land a man – I mean, Self, you are going to Hawaii in 4 months and you WILL wear a bikini and you WILL rock it or at least pretend to because you WILL post your bikini pics on your blog to mark your progress and WILL be discovered by Chelsea Hander AND Ellen and become their BFF!” Fact.

Cut to 4 months later, I still have alot of work to do, but, I feel pretty damn good!

Here I am on the beach in Kauaimuch love to Sister for the sepia tone so no one is blinded by my stomach that hadn’t seen the light of day in a million years!


However, loyal reader(s?), listen up. On a 7 day trip to Hawaii, it is ALWAYS important to apply and reapply and reapply and reapply (and if you are a pale Nordic Princess like me, REAPPLY AGAIN!) sunscreen.

I failed to do this and thus was so burned on DAY 2 that I was reduced to a One Piece bathing suit + tanktop for the rest of the trip. Cruel cruel irony but I didn't let that stop my fierce pose on Waikiki Beach even if it hurt like hell!

Sidenote: My apologies to EVERYONE who had to suffer the aftermath of my peeling skin! I think there is a hot tub in Park City that needs to be replaced. Oops....I mean, Mahalo!

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