haha
Perhaps it was all the heavy metals in the Big Island air, but
something caught up with me and yesterday after Kickboxing (Psycho Michael had a BABY GIRL while I was gone!!!
Molly Elizabeth) I was very sort of dizzy and disoriented. I was trying to calorie count but I spaced it, and since I didn't have an afternoon snack (except a Luna Sports Chews pack, 100 cals, well then I guess I did!) I figured I might be a little low for the energy expended (I pushed myself to nearly blacking out, like I usually do in that class, it is one of my favorite HIIT workouts). I went to New Leaf and had (at the "New Beet Cafe") a hijiki rice plate (brown rice, with cabbage, hijiki seaweed, tofu, and sesame sprouts with tahini dressing) and an antioxidant trinity Açai drink. I still felt woozy.
I met up with my homegirl who just broke up (amicably, they were attached at the hip because that's how he liked it, but she wanted her own hip) with her boyfriend (whom I adore) and was moving back to Santa Cruz from San Jose, staying with our mutual homegirl. It was at La Vie, the vegan/raw and sometimes now cooked health restaurant. Two of her homegirls were there as well, and we all enjoyed ourselves, talking shit like we do. Hmmm, bad description, these girls are actually really nice, well-mannered girls (not crass like me), haha! Anyway, I ordered a kale/coconut smoothie in hopes of feeling better. It sort of worked. I then had a raw coconut haystack. I felt a bit better.
Juicy Stuff Again!
I was flossin' like I do about kickin' game and being a Mackmaster, not really to brag and boast but more to entertain (it worked, I had the girls rolling), so to demonstrate I said I'd call my hos for the first times since I been in Hawaii. I called my Long Term Fuck Buddy first. He answered right away and seemed happy to hear from me, and he humored me and asked about my trip and was sweet like he always is (I never wished him to be so sweet, it's just his nature but he gets real reclusive and hermit like, Cancer boy). I said I should come over some night that week and he laughed and was like, "That sounds like a good idea!" We both huh-huhed because we both knew exactly what that meant, bow-chicka bow-wow, wooka wooka!
Then immediately after, I called my now 23-year-old Extreme Sports Cutie. He answered right away too, and seemed happy to hear from me as well. I asked how his birthday (8-28, I was in HI still) went, and he told me a long story about how he went out with his parents, lost them, ran into a bunch of friends who bought him mass amounts of shots of Tequila, and he ended up passing out on a park bench near the church downtown. Poor guy was hung over for 2.5 days and puked SIX TIMES!!! Oh that sucks, but he had fun I think! It makes me glad I "quit drinking"
I put that in q marks because I plan on having a single glass of wine 1-3 times a week, and not more than one in one day. You know. The way NORMAL people drink
Well, I suggested we hang out soon and he was all for it.
I didn't call my Spanish Speaking Tattooed FB because he isn't really my FB anymore, ALTHOUGH he called me while I was in HI, to my astonishment. His beezy broke up with him! Ah, people say the stupidest things to their significant others, I swear!
Note to the universe: IF YOU DON'T WANT YOUR PARTNER TO FUCK OTHER PEOPLE, FOR FUCK'S SAKE,
DON'T TELL THEM IT IS ALL RIGHT TO DO SO. Fo rilly doh!
I can think of someone who made that mistake, although I rarely think about him anymore (and thank god he stopped trying to call me!). But after I left the girls to head to Chris's house (he desperately missed me, but after he got out of the hospital he started taking better care of himself and he seems better!), I decided to call Spanglish Honey anyway. I'd seen him on Monday at Tim's house, and he was just as attracted to me as he always seemed, touched my stomach when I passed him.....I was told about the break up but we didn't talk alone. Anyway I was on the phone with him for 30 minutes--boy was it an interesting story! Can't recant, but trust me, holy sheep shit! Anyway he said to deal with the situation (he was good humored and laughed at my quips as usual, man why is it that I attract these really nice guys??? Maybe
they attract BAD GIRLS
) he was going to concentrate on his music. Apparently his ex beezy still calls him and asks him if he's talking to/seeing me. I said what business is it of hers anymore? He didn't have an answer. He said he "missed me" (awwwww) but he probably wouldn't hook up with me again for a while, if at all because he needed to get his head right. I totally agreed that was right and proper. Uh, huh huh but I jokingly teased him, saying tastelessly tantalizing and sexy things because I have an excellent/horrible sense of humor, depending on your POV. Hahahaha! Made
him laugh!
Chris was thrilled to see me, we cuddled and he reminded me that I was his best friend, and he couldn't even begin to describe how much he loves me
I said I'd do just about anything for him, too!
He says he looked into his future and sees death for himself. I tried to get him off the subject, but the fact of the matter is that he IS dying, slowly, and I really hope he gets that pancreas and survives the operation. I've been praying about it.......
Today after work I'm going to the Farmer's Market to pick up some produce and fish, and we're going to my house to cook a delicious green curry fish/veggie dish over wild rice pilaf. WITH COLLARD GREENS!!!!!!!!!!!!! And leeks, too.
Overall:
Yesterday I ate absolutely healthy foods, getting all the macros and nutrients in. I exercised like crazy, and hung out with loved ones, and called my hos. I did a card reading and prayed and wrote in my journal, and fawned over my cat. But I didn't get enough sleep.
Today
I woke at 6:15am and put in laundry, washed my face, and put this trippy Indian/Middle Eastern music on my laptop with the wallpaper on a Hawaii picture, and did 30 minutes of
Surya Namaskar B (Sun Salutation B),
Vrksasana (tree),
Trikonasana (triangle),
Virabhadrasana 1, 2, and 3--my favorite (warrior),
Ardha Chandrasana (1/2 moon),
Utkatasana (chair),
Prasarita Padonttanasana (wide leg forward bend),
Padahastasana (forearrm releasing forward fold),
Hasta Padangusthasana (upright big toe sequence),
Janu Sirsasana (head beyond the knee),
Paschimottanasana (double leg forward stretch),
Upavista Konasana (seated angle posture),
Ardha Matsyendrasana (seated half spinal twist),
and, of course, Savasana (corpse)
Um, yeah, I cannot remember or pronounce half of these without re-reading BUT I decided I needed to know the poses in Sanskrit, so I'm practicing. I bought
The Yoga Bible by Christina Brown, a little handbook with a bunch of poses, and this morning I was just doing what I know from taking classes, but I plan on incorporating more difficult, trippy-ass poses.
All in good time.
Namasté
HAHAA
I DID hop on the scale last night and went down a pound from that morning--145.5 lbs. Still bleeding. I should be back to my pre-vacation weight in less than a week, I figure--especially with the No Beer Clause.
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