All I wanted for Christmas as an ab. Just a wee bit of an ab…others want full out 6-packs and I would have been happy with a line running down either side of my stomach hinting at abs.
With much excitement and anticipation, I opened up all of my Christmas presents and…drum roll…no ab.
I have eaten clean and been on track with my diet and workouts, so I blame Santa for the missing ab. I was such a good girl this year, I did everything required and yet no ab! It makes me start to wonder if he is real…
If I want to, I can let it make me feel sad.
I could let it derail me and I could dive into all the cookies I baked for everyone else.
But I am not about to do that! Christmas is a time to celebrate all that I have been given and the people in my life that are so supportive…even if they don’t understand what the heck is it that I am doing. Or the fact that my Christmas dinner looks a tad odd compared to everyone else’s dinner.
It was pure folly to rely on a man who is known around the world for his muffin top to give me an ab for Christmas. What was I thinking?!!?!
I will just have to wait and see if the luck of the Irish rubs off on me in March.
So I will just sit back, relax, and enjoy the rest of Christmas with friends and family and be more than satisfied with my black coffee and remaining muffin top.
I may not have abs, but I have my health, fabulous friends and family, and some audacious goals set for 2011. After all in order to win my pro card, I will HAVE to have some abs!