Summer is almost over. It feels somehow bittersweet. I don't really like hot weather, although I'll take it over frigid weather. For some reason summer just seems more fun. I don't know if it's that instinctual feeling from years of schools and summers off and summer vacations. But I'm sad to see it go. No more barbeques or dips in the pool. I want to max out on the pool time before it gets closed presumably around Labor Day.
The weightloss has been slow but it's progressing. I'm between 186-187... kinda hard to see the little lines, especially straight out of bed. I took some pics over the weekend and I can't say I was pleased. Nothing looked different even though I think things look different in the mirror. But the measurements are different and the clothes are becoming bigger. I really meet my demise during weekends. And I SHOULD know better. But as my trainer put it, and I can't say that it's a lie, "You're just kind of lazy when it comes to eating."
Tonight I'm having shrimp sauteed in olive oil and garlic for dinner. I was under the impression until 30 seconds ago that shrimp had fat but apparently they don't. I was hoping to get some good omega fats in there, I guess today it will be coming from the olive oil. My trainer talked to me about nutrition (and yes she did state facts and recommendations, but was clear that she's not a nutritionalist) and while I'm no star eater, mainly because I don't eat veggies and hate most fish, I'm still eating cleaner and better than I ever have and yet I felt like such a failure. And I'm not sure how happy I am about some of the things she makes me do. Like jumping squats and lunges. Moreso the lunges because my form is bad bad bad bad. I look like I'm just learning to use my legs. So I'm stuck between wondering if practice makes perfect or if they'll be in better shape when I'm in better shape. And I was reading Tony Gentilcore's Step Up blog, and he mentions that plyometrics are not for beginners... I'm not sure if I'm a beginner but I'm not advanced. I also want to get my hands on a copy of the new weightloss rules for women: how to lift like a man but look like a goddess (ok, that's the title off the top of my head... probably not exact). I'm feeling whiney because sometimes I like working with "K" and sometimes I really want to stuff a sock in her mouth. I'm chalking that attitude up to me being a brat because intense working out is hard and it makes me feel stupid for being overweight.
Work has been disasterous lately. I'm completely burnt out. I was hoping Jeff and I would be going somewhere over labor day but as of yet, things are not lining up in our favor so I might just go to Texas to see my friend Kate. Back to work. My boss has been pissy for weeks, until today. And he keeps taking his concerns about ME being overloaded and telling our accountant. I'm a big girl. I can take concerns but I get irritated when I hear about them second hand. And ithappens repeatedly. And he's mostly concerned that I'm bogged down with work but what does he do?... pile more on! Honestly the other day I was in the middle of closing out a project and he asked me to go load the copy and fax machine with paper. Um, it's not hard and you're standing there while I'm all the way in my office. I know that menial tasks are apart of my job but when I'm doing something important no, I don't really want to staple a document for you. And so being stressed out at work has led to so many mistakes on my part that I look foolish. It's not that I can't read but I'm gettng things shoved at me left and right, half them I have no idea what they are and I'm suppose to make the most out of it... I think I need a beer and maybe a new job. I've been having a snack on tylenol every afternoon for a week and a half now.
So with this vacation off the books for now I'm thinking about launching into the 21st century and purchasing a digital camera. I've wanted one for awhile but the cashflow was always tight. My budget is a little more flexible atm.
No gym for me tonight. I've been awfully tired lately which I think is due to crappy eating during the weekends and not enough sleep during the week which is really important for weightloss. So tonight I'm going to go home, marinate some shrimp, jump in my car and return some books to Borders, and then come home, cook and go to bed early. Maybe I really will have a beer later
