Back on the horse this morning. I'm actually starving today. It might just be that I'm dehydrated but I feel like I haven't eaten since Friday and rest assured, I definitely have. Didn't fall asleep until late last night. I really need to stop sleeping my days away over the weekend but I hadn't had very much sleep last week either. I'm having trouble sleeping at my place. I'm a bit creeped out that someone is going to break in. I guess if someone shimmied through a window they could get in... but I have it fixed so that if someone tries to come in either door, I'll hear it before it happens. And they would have to struggle to get the door open or break some sauce jars.
Seems like we're right back into the swing of being way too busy for my liking at work. However, Jeff and I tentatively leave for Hawaii one month from yesterday to celebrate his 26th birthday... man, he's getting old

This will be the first real vacation I've had in years. A long weekend at the beach is not a true vacation, and I've had maybe two since I was 16. So I am looking forward to this. I'm not sure what islands we're doing. I think we're flying into Maui, I've promised him that he can spend one day of hanggliding and I won't say a word. We're thinking about doing some hikes, coffee plantation, snorkeling and (this is just for you Mal) lots of getting down in the sand... haha. That was lame but I just wanted to have a Grease moment.
Stayed up late last night getting some meals prepped for this week. I'm looking forward to kickboxing tonight. Last Thursday two new girls showed up... one I'd say was 140-150ish, average build, and then her friend was bigger than me... I'd say 225ish?... and halfway through the class they disappeared. I didn't see them leave but they never re-appeared. It sort of made me sad. The class is no walk in the park. But McPGTMN does not expect new people to be as physically prepared as the people who have been at this for awhile. He is very encouraging, and the other instructor is even more right in their with the "disadvantaged folk". And while I am envious of the "skinnies" in the class who literally run laps around me and kick the bags so hard it makes me think they could actually injure a real person, I still take it at my own pace. It's a hard class... everyone sweats... even the veteran skinnies. But I think I did myself a favor when I signed up by telling myself that I wasn't going to be embarrassed, and I wasn't going to let the skill or size of others determine my attendance for class. I don't care if I look stupid (and let me tell you, I certainly do trying to get technique, flexibility, short legs, and style to coordinate all at once) and I don't care if I've got jiggle hanging down while I'm bending like a pretzel and doing push-ups at the same time. I see the skinnies at my gym only when i'm at the gym. And they're in great shape and I can't wait until my legs, ass, and everything else look like theirs. But I am sooo over that cheesey high school mentality that the only people who are never embarrassed are the skinnies. I honestly am thankful everyday that in my office there is one other woman and she's two years older than my mom and there is no immature competition. She's also on WW and has lost 60 pounds so that helps me too
