Sunday, March 31, 2013

It's Easter!

Happy Easter!  I'm about ready to hit the hay.  I woke up too early, partially thanks to my cat.  I taught aerobics, came home and cleaned and then my friends came over and they just left.  Wow, they were here for a long time...6 hours. 

I have a big zit on my chin.  I am way too full, although better since eating 6 hours ago.  Wow, I'm still full from eating that long ago.  I'll probably wake up at 3 AM starving.

Right now I'm going to get ready for bed and crash.  I love sleep!

Saturday, March 30, 2013

I'm sitting

I cooked most of the day.  I babysat this morning, had a little caffeine (which I don't ever do) before I left babysitting so I could get a good workout in at the gym, went to the gym, came back and started baking, went to the store to get more ingredients, baked more pies, made a lasagna, cleaned up, loaded the dishwasher (which I don't want to empty), took a shower, and now I'm sitting.  I don't want to get up.  I want to stay seated but I have to clean.  For some reason I don't think that's going to happen tonight.  Oh crap, I guess I need to eat dinner...I kind of forgot about that.  Blah, that would require standing up for possibly two minutes. 

My foot hurts.  It's been hurting for a couple of months now.  I think it's getting worse and I don't know what it is because it's in a weird spot.  Maybe I'll google it.  Maybe I'll make a doctor's appointment.  I have a good foot doc who I saw last year.  Hmm, I guess it doesn't hurt to make an appointment.  It's probably something stupid, but it's weird.  Actually, I think it was hurting at Christmas time, so I guess it's been hurting for a while.  Whoops.  It's at its worst in the morning when I get out of bed.  I feel like an old lady because I can't walk on it.

Time to google.

Charro said she wears her "Sit With It" shirt that I made for her 6 years ago, but I doubt that.

Friday, March 29, 2013

Pleased with WIF

WIF went fine today.   Charro was pleased.  She almost forgot about it, I think.  She decided, after some discussion, to save it until the end, which was fine with me because there's a greater chance of her forgetting about it then.  She almost did and I was putting on my jacket and she's like "What are you doing?  You're supposed to remind me if I forget about this."  I said, "Nope."  So she weighed me and it was fine.  She was like, "You're wearing your WIF jeans and I said, "I know.  It's tradition.  I was going to wear cargo pants but then I figured you'd pat me down.  I know I flashed you, but I'm not ready for the touching stage yet."  She goes, "That will never happen."  Correct on that.  We were obviously joking.  So I got on the scale and she goes, "You know I'm going I'm going to have to take off 5 pounds for those jeans."  I'm like yeah yeah.  It was all good though.  I passed WIF.  She remembered that she wants me to go to Memorial Day without weighing myself and I said, "Honestly, I'm going to weigh myself if I think you're going to WIF me.  The only way I won't weigh myself is if you don't WIF me."  She said that we'd discuss that on Monday.  She goes, "If I offered you and all expense paid two week trip to the Caribbean would you give me your scale?"  I said, "YES!"  Too bad she can't.

We talked about some other stuff too.  At one point I interrupted her and said, "Oh, I have a story that you'll like."  Now I know she thought, oh, what's she going to tell me, some story that's completely irrelevant.  She gave me a look and I said, "No, it's totally important and you'll like it."  She goes, "Who's it about?"  I said, "Me and my parents."  She did like it.  It was important, I guess.

Alright, I have a ton of crap I need to do, which includes tons of laundry and some baking.  I'm beat and just want to sit but I must do it.  Easter is coming.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

It always gets me

WIF always makes me nervous.  I hate WIF and tomorrow it won't be any better.  I think Charro really likes doing it, even though she says she doesn't.  I think she gets some thrill out of it.  I, however, do NOT!

I should probably make some dinner, which will most likely be egg whites on toast at this point.  I don't have anything else and I have to leave in an hour.  I'd like to rip my contacts out of my eyes and take a nap, but I cannot. 

I totally got kicked from behind the leg, in the back of my foot today, which made my leg hyper extend.  Now my knee area does some freaky thing.  That's not okay.  Got a good workout playing soccer though.

Egg whites on toast is not sounding all that appealing. 

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Hopefully WIF will not return

One more day until WIF.  Seriously, am I ever going to get to stop writing about WIF?  I'm sick of it and if anyone actually read my blog, I'm sure they'd be sick of it too.  I emailed Charro about some insurance stuff and then told her that I had WIT (weigh in Tuesday) and that my weight didn't change so we didn't have to have WIF.  I'm sure she'll really go for that.  Ha.  Come on, my weight hasn't changed in like 2 months, so can't we be done with this WIF shit?  I think so.

One more day of practice and we're playing full field soccer with the softball team tomorrow for our second practice.  That means that I'm going to get a good workout.  Yay, since my workouts have been pretty non-existent this week.  I love running around with these kids.  What I love even more is that I'm faster than most of them and twice their age. :)  That makes me happy.  They're not the most athletic bunch, so they think I'm superwoman when I do things.  Well, they're right, but still.  Ha. ;)  Just kidding. 

I hate Mariah Carey, just saying.  I'm watching American Idol for the first time this season only because there's nothing else on.  I haven't been watching because I can't stand Mariah.  I'll be going to bed soon anyway.  Best part of my night, the litter boxes have already been emptied.  Yay!!

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

41 and done!

41 days of not weighing myself and now I'm done!!  :)  Yay!  I weighed myself this morning.  Not much has really changed.  I'm pretty much the same weight.  I maybe have to drink a little more before stepping on the scale on Friday for WIF, but I'll make it work.  Charro said that I won't be "in trouble" if I've lost weight, but she will make we do a food log and have WIFs every Friday again.  Blah!  I need to avoid that at all costs.  Charro's going to want me to extend this "not weighing" thing, but that's not going to happen.  She mentioned going to Memorial Day, but that's unnecessary and not happening.

Day 2 of practice is done.  I mustered up the energy to go work out when I got back.  I sort of didn't have dinner, but skipped right to dessert and the berry cobbler I made.  Oh well, it's all good.

I'm watching the Brady Bunch.  Yep, that's right.

Okay, I really have nothing else to say.

Monday, March 25, 2013

I guess I was pissed

For some reason I was pissed off during my sesh today.  Charro was like, "Why are you so pissed off?"  I was like, "I am?"  Well, I guess I was.  I had a lot of energy, maybe because I didn't work out today, maybe it was for another reason, I don't know.  I wanted to do a cartwheel.  I wanted to do push-ups.  I don't know why I was angry.  She asked if I was mad at her.  I am not.  I told her that I wasn't.  I am definitely still pissed with two of my friends, so maybe it was that, I don't know.  I wanted to just stay and there and be pissed and complain and talk and say whatever it is that I wanted to say.  It felt good.  It felt good just to go off.

I'm weighing myself tomorrow.  Well, I weighed myself tonight when I got back from my sesh.  It's been 41 days since I've weighed myself.  My weight is the same...I think.  I'll know for sure tomorrow.  I told Charro that I was going to weigh myself.  She wanted me not to.  She said I'd feel bad and regret it.  I do not.  I told her that I was nervous for WIF and she wanted to know why.  I said, "Because if I've lost weight you'll get mad at me."  She said that I'd have to have WIFs every Friday and do the food log if I lost weight.  So, I don't think, as of right now, that I'll have to do that, which is good.  Maybe she just won't even bother with the random WIFs if my weight is the same.  I guess that's wishful thinking.  We'll see what Friday brings, I guess.

A wet mess

Day one of pre-season lacrosse is over.  Showered, not that I did anything to get sweaty, and am heading to Charro in a few minutes.  It feels nice just to sit.  I don't see how I'm going to work out until Thursday.  That is NOT okay.  I need to figure it out and make it happen somehow.  I can't even walk to Charro's today because it's raining/snowing out.  It's just cold and wet and gross out.

UGH...WIF on Friday.  I'm going to tell her that I'm getting nervous for it.  I really, REALLY HATE WIF.  Seriously, WIF needs to stop.

I guess I should probably go to the store after I see Charro and get some stuff to make for lunch for tomorrow.  I'm thinking veggies and rice.  That can be eaten cold and doesn't have to be refrigerated.  If only I had good bread, fresh mozzarella and tomatoes.  Hmm, maybe I should get some.

I guess I should dry my hair since I'll freeze if I walk outside with it wet.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

My legs were just a little tired today.  Class was good and I made everyone jump rope for 12 minutes. :)  I love it.  I then walked around the city with a friend.  Now I'm chilling and going to bed soon.  I have a busy week.  I'm going to weigh myself soon, maybe Tuesday or Wednesday.  I'll talk to Charro about that tomorrow and she'll try to convince me to not weigh myself at all because she's going to do it on Friday.  Oh, I so did NOT miss WIF.  I hate WIF and I don't want to have to deal with it anymore.  I hate WIF.  I can't say that enough.

I'm so hot right now but I can't take off my sweatshirt because my cat is all comfy on my.  Oh well, I shall suffer because she is cute and comfy.  I love having them all cuddled up on and around me.

I really wonder what I'm going to weigh.  I'm going to be nervous when I step on that scale.  This is the longest I've ever gone without weighing myself.  Now I don't ever need to do this again or prove anything to myself or Charro. 

I don't know how I'm going to fit workouts in this week, and that's going to freak me out.  I'll have to figure something out.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Wow, I felt out of shape

I'm glad I bagged out of running 6 miles today and only did four, before hopping on the elliptical.  I went hiking up a mountain today on my date.  It was fun, but I sure felt out of shape.  I was huffing and puffing big time going up that mountain.  I definitely got a good workout and my legs probably won't want to move tomorrow while I'm teaching class.

I need to go to bed.  I'm wiped.  Technically, I can weigh myself tomorrow, since Lent is over, but I will wait a few days.  I'm thinking by Tues. or Wed. I'm really going to want to just do it, so I'll go for it.  I wonder what my weight is.  I wonder if I lost weight or if I gained weight,  My jeans felt big on me today. 

Okay, I have to fill cat bowls, empty litter boxes, clean myself up, go to bed.

Friday, March 22, 2013

Agreeing on a situation

I was supposed to go out tonight but I think I'm blowing off this party I was suppose to go to.  It's too cold out and I was out all day and I just want to go to bed early so I can get up and run and then go on my date. 

I had a good sesh with Charro today.  We talked more about the thing that's pissing me off.  She said that she would be hurt and pissed.  I'm glad she gets it.  It's good to hear that she can relate and understand what the situation is and that she sides with me. 

She's so freaking funny...her office phone rang while I was in there and she answered it.  (She always feels bad when she has to answer the phone).  I could tell that she was annoyed by the call and trying to rush the lady off the phone.  (I think it was one of the receptionists or something).  She got off of the phone and commented on how I saw her making faces the whole time.  She goes, "She drives me insane."  I thought that was hysterical.  I think she tells me a lot of stuff.

She asked me how my eating has been during all this pissed offness and I responded her by telling her what I had for dinner last night, because it was a big dinner.  Probably not the answer she was looking for, but it was good. 

I told her that I was going to weigh myself before Friday and she wanted to know why and I said, "That way if I lost weight I have 5 days to eat more."  She goes, "Why don't you just eat more anyway!"  I think I might have made a face to that one.

I just want to take a nap but I can't do that or I'll never fall asleep.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

WIF returns in one week. Yuck

I so do NOT want to have WIF next Friday.  That is going to suck.  It always sucks when Charro weighs me.  It's going to suck even more when she weighs me and I don't know she's going to weigh me.  That is going to beyond suck.

I'm totally going to weigh myself before next Friday.  I'll let Charro know that tomorrow.  She won't love that, but she'll also tell me that I can do whatever I want, which then leads to the guilt trip, but whatever.  I had to not weigh myself during Lent and Lent ends on Palm Sunday.  I didn't know that and told her that I would weigh myself on Good Friday, but then she told me that Lent ends on Palm Sunday so now I can do what I want.

Maybe I'll eat breakfast now. 

I really don't like Fergie.  She seems like such a dirty girl.  I also don't like her music.  Anyone remember when she was on Kids Incorporated?  Great show, by the way!!  Speaking of music, Good Morning America needs to change the music they play during their segments, because it's always the same and they are the most awful songs.

Okay, breakfast time.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

I want to just do it

I'm kind of tired of this not weighing myself thing.  I know I only have to go until next Friday but I'm thinking I should just do it.  If I do it now, it gives me over a week to put on a pound (sort of) if I've lost weight.  The random weigh ins are really going to suck, especially in the summer when I'm wearing less clothes.  We're going to go through this whole cycle again with the, "If you don't gain this weigh by this date I can't work with you anymore."  I'm so done with that.  My weight is my weight, I'm not going to eat more than I need to just so I can reach a certain number on the scale.  I hate this game.

I need to go get my car checked and then head to the office. 

Monday, March 18, 2013

Charro confirms pissiness warranted

It was very good to have a sesh today and just rant and rave about being so completely pissed off.  I could just go off and it didn't matter.  I walked in and I said, "Get your swear jar ready."  She goes, "For me or for you?"  I said, "For me."  She goes, "Ut oh."  Ha.  I ranted.  I ranted for 53 minutes and it felt good!!!

Charro asked how my eating has been, given the fact that I'm so pissed off.  I said, "Fine" because that's what I always say.  It probably isn't fine, but I don't really know.  She wants me not to weigh myself before she weighs me next Friday, but there's no way in hell that that's happening.  What, am I going to go in there and weigh like 5 pounds less?  I don't think so, which is why I need to weigh myself before I go.  Blah!

I really have nothing else to say.  I was happy that Charro confirmed that it was totally okay to be pissed off, which made me feel good.

I told Charro about my heart, she wasn't concerned.

Don't you dare

I'm in a bad-ass fucking mood, so today is not the day to piss me.  I can not wait to see Charro later.  Of course I usually see her earlier but today I'm going later.  I have to eat at some point but I don't know what I'm going to eat or when because I have a weird schedule today.

I'm dog sitting and the dog is freaked out by my cats.  He comes here all the time but he's still freaked out by them.  I'll let him sleep in his own home tonight so he's not all jumpy.  He's a really, really good dog. 

I'm tired.  I went to bed late last night.  Couldn't fall asleep because was pissed off about the situation that I'm still pissed off about, which I'm not going to bother discussing on here.

Is winter ever going to end??  I don't think so.  I hate stinky dog breath.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

I'll probably call the doc

I should probably make a doctor's appointment for this heart situation, since it's still going on and we're on day three of this.  I'll make an appointment for a physical.  I'll probably call this week and try to get in the first week in April.  I can't make the appointment until I know what day I'll be home.  I'm not going to tell Charro about this because I'm sure it's nothing.  I've had palpitations before, but not three days in a row like this.

I just attempted making salted caramel chocolate scones.  They did not come out very good.  My neighbor walked by and my door was propped open, so I gave him one.  Unfortunately, he's a trained chef.  HA!  I told them they were too floury and not good.  He did say they were doughy.  I like constructive criticism, although I don't know how I'm supposed to fix the problem.  He's the only person on my floor I really talk to, the rest are all pretty weird.

I'm watching The Golden Girls.  Nice, relaxing day.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Heart beats

I just stood up and was like, ooh, my legs are tired.  Then I remembered why they are tired...I ran today.  I did my 6 miles.  My knees hurt a little, which is a new thing.  Good thing there was something decent on TV to keep me occupied for those 6 miles.

My heart's been palpitating the past two days.  Wonder what that's about.  Oh well, I'm sure it's fine. 

It's been snowing all day.  I'm glad that I'm in for the night.  I have to give my kitties some treats for their special day.

I'm not sure what we were talking about yesterday, but Charro goes, "I'm not going to go all feminist on you."  I said, "Oh, thank God, I can't stand feminists."  She was like, "Why?"  I said, "Because they're so annoying."  Hey, I hope to find a husband who earns enough money so I can have babies and stay home with them and cook and clean and take care of  the kids. 

Sweet 16

I must get my buns to the gym.  Usually I have to rush to get to the gym on a Saturday morning, because it's so crowded, but today I didn't rush because the big St. Patty's Day parade starts at 11 AM, so I'm hoping that people will be on their way there and getting drunk so I can get on a treadmill.  That was a long sentence.  So, I'm sitting on my couch.  I'm going to get up soon and get ready to go.  I'm hoping to run 6 miles, but my love of running and the treadmill is quite minimal.

Okay, I just missed that Carrie Underwood video for "Two Black Cadillacs" and I wish I had seen the whole thing because I have no idea what the song is about.  I do know that they kill some guy, I think.

It's too cold out. 

I'm going to keep telling myself how much I love running and maybe that 6 miles will be a breeze.  I love running.  I love running.  I love the beach.  Ooops.  I love running on the beach.  I wish I was on a beach.  I had a dream about a tropical beach last night. 

My cats turn 16 today.  I made hats for them and took pictures. :)  Sweet 16.

Friday, March 15, 2013

A quiet sesh

Nothing too thrilling happened during my sesh today.  Actually, I kind of just sat there.  I'm not really sure if I was just tired or what, but I had nothing to say.  Nothing.  I even said that I had nothing to say.  It was a long 50 minutes, that's for sure. 

I wore my jacket like a blanket because it's freezing in that office.  I didn't have any wardrobe malfunctions.  My pants stayed on.  My shirt stayed on.  All was good on that front.

Charro wants me to think.  I don't feel like thinking.  I feel like taking a nap but I can't do that because I need to do work and stuff.  I told her that I might think on Sunday.

No wardrobe malfunctions, please

Let's hope my clothes stay on today.  My pants are a little low, and my sweater is a little short, but I'm wearing a t-shirt underneath my sweater to make up for the short length of it.  I'm pretty sure I put my t-shirt on properly today. ;)

I guess I should put my contacts in, which my eyes are so not thrilled about.  They, along with my body, was not thrilled when my alarm went off either. 

Why did I just lose my internet?

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Flashing, Sneakers, and coffee

Well, I was so caught up in writing about how I exposed my left boob to Charro yesterday that I forgot about the other funny things that happened.  Let's say I was a little traumatized, and probably still am, by the boob flashing incident to remember anything else.

Anyway, at one point Charro looks at my sneakers and goes, "Those aren't my favorite."  LOL.  Did I ask her opinion?  I thought that was hysterical that she felt the need to tell me that she didn't like my sneakers.  I was not offended at all.  It was so funny.

She also confessed to me that she had coffee.  Let me rewind, she gave up coffee for Lent and I (she forced me to) gave up weighing myself.  So her computer crashed yesterday and she had a bad morning.  She said she ordered an iced coffee and took a sip and then remembered that she wasn't supposed to have it.  She said she thought about throwing it out, but didn't.  She told me that I won.  I said, "It's not about winning...now I can weigh myself. :)  I think I'll go in on Friday and tell her that I "forgot" that I wasn't supposed to weigh myself and stepped on the scale, and by the time I realized what I was doing, it was too late.  :)

She gave me another homework assignment too, which I like.  I like assignments.  I'll do that at some point.  I should probably listen to the tape to see exactly what it is again.

I think I had a dream that Charro said we were having WIF on Friday.  I think I told her no.  :)

Monday, March 11, 2013

That was mortifying

I'm still laughing out of horror to what happened to me when I got to Charro's office today.  I sat down and decided that I was hot, so I took off my sweater.  Well, my left arm was not inside the t-shirt I had on underneath so my entire left boob was exposed.  Granted, I was wearing a bra, but it's a nasty yellow one from like 1975.  Oh, so I'm fully unaware of the situation that has just unfolded so I sit back an begin to talk.  Charro goes, "Um, look at your shirt."  I never got dressed so quickly.  I don't really know what I said, but I did apologize for flashing her.  She was like, "We're all girls here."  MORTIFIED!!!  So, I couldn't focus from that point on because it was all I could think about.  (This is a perfect example of why your mother always tells you to wear clean underwear, people!!!)  About 15 minutes in I say, "I'm sorry, I can't focus.  All I can think about is how I flashed you." 

(Note to self, when putting on a t-shirt and sweater that you had worn and then took off and were putting back on, do not try to save time by keeping the shirt inside the sweater and putting it on that way.  It may result in an arm not being properly placed into the sleeve and your boob being totally exposed).

Sunday, March 10, 2013

I didn't hear that one

I'm listening to my sesh from Friday and I totally missed Charro say this one.  We were talking about oatmeal with chocolate chips.  She said she had it for breakfast and I was like "Hello, that's the best.  You've never done that before?"  She was like, "No, I never thought of doing that."  I said, "I do that all the time when I don't feel like having dinner, I just have oatmeal and chocolate chips.  She goes, (And I totally didn't hear that until just now) "That's fucked up.  Excuse my language."  Ha.  I can't believed I missed that one.

I have to make my list as to why I want to weigh myself.  My friend is coming over so I'm not sure when that will happen.

Saturday, March 09, 2013

Dance excuse

I danced a lot last night.  I was literally dripping with sweat.  Okay, it's not like beads of sweat were falling down my face, but my face was sweaty and my hair was wet, so that counts as a workout, right?  My legs are tired and I am tired because 6 hours of sleep is not enough.  I had a good time and today I am going to do nothing but sleep in the sun and maybe babysit later.  I hope I do because they're going away for two weeks and the cash is always good.  I already babysat for them this morning and they have to pay me so I better be going back tonight. :)

I have a cat on my lap.  I ate too much last night but hopefully burned a ton of calories dancing.  I didn't work out, but I walked over 6 miles and danced like crazy.  Does that count?  Today, just a little walking, not much. 

I don't understand how my apartment gets messy all of the time.

Friday, March 08, 2013

This is what we do

I got Charro some Girl Scout cookies and brought them to her today.  (Yes, she does pay me for them, and no, I'm not selling them).  Anyway, Keebler makes knockoffs so I bought a package of the fake Samoas and brought one cookie in so she could do a blind taste test because she assured me that she'd be able to tell which one was the Girl Scout cookie.  Well, she guessed wrong, she liked the knockoffs better and thought that was the GS cookie.  Anyway, while I was preparing this little taste test I asked her if it was okay if I touched her cookies.  I said, "My hands are clean.  Is it okay if I touch your cookies.  That didn't sound right."  It definitely didn't sound right.  Ha. 

Three more weeks of this not weighing thing.  Charro said after that we're going to go until Memorial Day.  I looked at her and said, "No way, I'm done with this.  I'm weighing myself three weeks from today and not doing this challenge again."  She said that I could do what I want, but we'd discuss it.

As I was leaving our sesh I hit the play button on my recorder by accident.  She said, "You don't want to record your walk home."  I said, "I don't want people to hear our sesh during my walk home, even though nothing important happened in here today."  She said, "Yes it did. Why do you think that?"  She sort of felt bad that I thought that.

This weekend she wants me to write about why I want to weigh myself and get "Down and deep."

Thursday, March 07, 2013

22 Days

I haven't weighed myself in over three weeks...22 days to be exact.  Do I think that's something to be proud of?  No.  It's not really anything too exciting.  I have three more weeks to go and then I can weigh myself.  I know Charro's hoping that this will change me and that I won't weigh myself anymore, but as soon as this is over, I'll go right back to weighing myself.  Why?  I don't see anything wrong with it so I'm going to keep doing it.  It doesn't change my life in any way.

I'm debating whether or not I should email my hip doctor regarding the burning that I've had in my hip for almost three weeks.  I think I'll wait until next week to see how it's feeling.

I guess I should make some work calls.  Blah.

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Polly's twin

I saw Polly's twin at the gym today.  I've seen this girl on the street before and she hopped on the treadmill next to me.  I was looking at her trying to figure out why she looked familiar, and then I realized it was because she reminds me of Polly.  Oh, P-Dawg.

I don't have any food in my apartment, meal-wise I mean.  I have snacks, just nothing to make a meal out of.  Hmm, that's not going to go over so well.  Let's hope that Charro doesn't re-instate the food log when I see her on Friday.  I'm guessing that she won't, so that's good.

I ran on the treadmill this morning.  There's a slight chance that I may take Saturday off from working out, but I won't make that decision until Saturday.  I'll probably feel a bit guilty but I'll get over it.

It's awful out today...windy, rainy, raw, wet.  Just nasty.  Luckily practice has been moved indoors.  I will teach these girls an aerobics class or a spin class, which means that I'm going to get all sweaty again and will have to shower again, which stinks.  I don't really feel like working out again either, but whatever. 

I might have to stop at the grocery store on the way home so I can get something to cook that will last me for a week.

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

Want to cave

My legs are kind of screaming for a rest.  They'll get a rest on Saturday, if I decide to give them one.  I know I don't count walking miles and miles as a workout, it does tire my legs out.  Standing is worse, and now that I'm coaching, I'm standing out in the cold for 2 hours.  Anyway, the last time I gave my legs a rest was last Tuesday, I guess.  Since then I have done a lot.  If I look at it, last Tuesday wasn't that long ago so my legs should be okay.  Oh wait, I just remembered that I played field hockey last Tuesday night so they did not get a rest.  Anyway, I walk a lot and then work out on top of it and my legs are tired.  Tomorrow I have to run and coach, Thursday I have to walk 2 miles and teach class (that's sort of like a day off), Friday I won't go to the gym so that's a day off, but I will walk 6 miles and then strap on some heals for an event I'm going to, which will certainly consist of dancing.  Saturday I could take the day off from working out, but since I won't be working out on Friday I'm not sure that I can take the day off.   Regardless...my legs are tired and I probably should rest them, I just don't know when or how.

I also feel like I've gained 55 pounds in the past week or so.  I want to weigh myself.  I might cave soon.  We'll see what Charro has to say about that.

Monday, March 04, 2013

Oh no, not again

There was mention of the dreaded food log today.  Charro said, "Maybe it's time to reinstate the food log.  I just looked at her and said, "No!"  As of right now, I don't have to do it, but I have a feeling it might be brought back soon.  This all started because she asked my eating was different.  I said "No, I don't think so," but I guess that wasn't too convincing.  Hopefully there will be no food log. 

I also told her that once we start doing WIFs again, I will start weighing myself.  She said, "I hope that won't be the case," but it has to be the case because I have to know what I weigh before I go in to get weighed, so I won't get fired.  Capishe?

I need to stop writing so I can get up and do a bunch of stuff that I need to do in the next 25 minutes.

Sunday, March 03, 2013

Take a hike

I'm tired and I have a hiking date in an hour, which means that I have to dry my hair before I meet him because it's FREEZING out.  Yuck!  I'd rather just stay curled up on my couch today because I don't feel like walking around and expending energy, but it's good that I am because I kind of need to get up off of my ass and burn calories. 

Tomorrow is going to be a busy day...gym, show, work call, walk to Charro, practice, go home.  I'm already not looking forward to walking to Charro, but I will.  Now that that practice has started up, I'll average an extra 8 miles of walking per week, which will be good.  Charro loves that.

I want to lay on my floor and take a nap in the sun like my cat is doing right now.  It looks so enjoyable.

I guess I should get ready.

Saturday, March 02, 2013

Mind on the move

I should probably bring this into Charro on Monday...my thoughts as of late.

I'm tired. I didn't want to go to the gym this morning but I had to because I didn't work out yesterday.  I didn't work out, but I walked 7 miles, does that count?  Not so much in my mind.  My body is tired from being out late last night so I would have liked to have just stayed on the couch.  My legs were a little tired from walking and standing around in the cold at practice yesterday, but I had to go to the gym.

I've been feeling fat for the past couple of days.  Maybe it's because I can't weigh myself.  I think it has more to do with the fact that I saw 50 million rolls of fat on my stomach when I was teaching aerobics the other night.  50 million may be a small exaggeration.  Today, I feel like my stomach is too big.  I want it to be concave.  Charro always tells me that we're not supposed to be concave, but I want to be concave.

I don't want to have to walk 25 blocks in an hour, but I will do it instead of taking the bus.  Actually, that doesn't have anything to do with my ED, that has to do with the fact that I'm cheap and don't want to spend the money on transportation when I can just walk it.  If the ride was free, I'd jump on it so quickly.

I guess I should get ready to head out of here because I have to leave in a few minutes.  When I get back, I will take a nap, that's for sure.  Oh yeah, I'll have to eat lunch too.  I was going to make some cauliflower but didn't have time, so maybe I will do that when I get back. 

Oh yeah, I've eating my "sticks" for the past two mornings too.

Friday, March 01, 2013

Why no tears?

You know what's so nice, not getting weighed every Friday.  I love not having WIF.  :)

Charro wants to further discuss "feelings" and why I don't like to have them and what it would be like for me to cry in front of her.  I told her that I don't even cry in my apartment, I'm definitely not going to cry in front of her.  That would awkward.  At least when you cry in front of your family they can hold you tight and you can cry into their shoulder.  I can't cry into Charro's shoulder and get tears and snot all over her, so it would be awkward to cry in front of her while she sits there and watches me.  I'm going to tell her that on Monday when I see her.  She also wants to know why I like coming at night better and why I can talk better at night.  I don't know, it's quieter and I'm more relaxed.  Less hustle and bustle I guess.

I guess I should get ready for my first day of practice.  I'm going to freeze my ass off out there coaching these girls.