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maverick2
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So I definitely cheated big-time today. No gym, for one thing, and I got Wendy's for lunch because I was out Christmas shopping. Chicken sandwich and a small fry.
I also went out to eat with my godmother and my mom to celebrate the end of finals. I had steamed vegetables, Parmesan-encrusted shrimp topped with lump crab meat, and angel hair pasta. The shrimp was not so great, so I only ate two or three of them, and I definitely picked at the rest of the food too. (Not that it was horrible, I just wasn't that hungry and I was leery of cheating.) I did have a 21 oz. Mai Tai though, and it was delicious.
Guess today is just going to be a full-out splurge day. I've earned it anyway. At least I drank plenty of water all day, and didn't go overboard otherwise.
Afterwards we went to see that new Stephen King movie The Mist, which is actually based on a short story I read a long time ago. It was one of the best movies I've seen at the theater in a long time. No popcorn, and I just sipped at a Coke.
At first I felt bad about not eating well, but at the same time, I know that if I completely cut regular food out of my diet, I'll end up binging out of deprivation. Better to give myself access and eat in moderation than do the ascetic thing.
I'm not going to weigh in the rest of the weekend. Just gonna hit the gym extra hard tomorrow to make up the extra calories.
Gotta feed the machine.
Ate today:
- small bowl of Special K (vanilla almond)
- spoonful of blackberry yogurt
- spicy chicken sandwich (white bread, lettuce, tomato, no mayo)
- small fry
- 3 Parmesan-encrusted shrimp
- 1 coconut shrimp (stolen off godmother's plate)
- few bites of angel hair pasta
- few bites of steamed green beans and carrots
- 21 oz. Mai Tai
- 1 Michelob beer
- 3 Starburst candies
- Plenty of water!
Exercise: Housework
I also went out to eat with my godmother and my mom to celebrate the end of finals. I had steamed vegetables, Parmesan-encrusted shrimp topped with lump crab meat, and angel hair pasta. The shrimp was not so great, so I only ate two or three of them, and I definitely picked at the rest of the food too. (Not that it was horrible, I just wasn't that hungry and I was leery of cheating.) I did have a 21 oz. Mai Tai though, and it was delicious.
Guess today is just going to be a full-out splurge day. I've earned it anyway. At least I drank plenty of water all day, and didn't go overboard otherwise.
Afterwards we went to see that new Stephen King movie The Mist, which is actually based on a short story I read a long time ago. It was one of the best movies I've seen at the theater in a long time. No popcorn, and I just sipped at a Coke.
At first I felt bad about not eating well, but at the same time, I know that if I completely cut regular food out of my diet, I'll end up binging out of deprivation. Better to give myself access and eat in moderation than do the ascetic thing.
I'm not going to weigh in the rest of the weekend. Just gonna hit the gym extra hard tomorrow to make up the extra calories.
Gotta feed the machine.
Ate today:
- small bowl of Special K (vanilla almond)
- spoonful of blackberry yogurt
- spicy chicken sandwich (white bread, lettuce, tomato, no mayo)
- small fry
- 3 Parmesan-encrusted shrimp
- 1 coconut shrimp (stolen off godmother's plate)
- few bites of angel hair pasta
- few bites of steamed green beans and carrots
- 21 oz. Mai Tai
- 1 Michelob beer
- 3 Starburst candies
- Plenty of water!
Exercise: Housework
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maverick2
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Ugh, I'm PMSing like..well...a bitch. Cramps, bloating, weight gain, the works. It's made my daily date with the scales a disappointment (Ever since I started, I've been wobbling between 182-184!) and I've been hurting so bad that just thinking about going to the gym feels like torture.
Nevertheless, I am dressed up in my gym clothes and I'm going today, because I skipped two days in a row. It was a very non-productive weekend. I skipped the gym Saturday because I went to the movies, I skipped yesterday because I waited around on my cousin and she bailed, and this morning I called her and she has morning sickness, so she's bailing again. Which leaves me on my own.
I'm all riled up to get back on schedule today, though, so I took some Advil, did a little yoga, and I'm back (more or less) on my regularly healthy diet (slipped up a little this weekend...but that's what the weekends are for!) I also have a little bit of emergency dark chocolate on hand to help out with *ahem* irritability...
Breakfast:
- bowl of Special K cereal (vanilla almond)
Lunch:
- bowl of American goulash (leftovers)
Weigh-in: (I'm foregoing the weigh-in until my period is OVER!)
Nevertheless, I am dressed up in my gym clothes and I'm going today, because I skipped two days in a row. It was a very non-productive weekend. I skipped the gym Saturday because I went to the movies, I skipped yesterday because I waited around on my cousin and she bailed, and this morning I called her and she has morning sickness, so she's bailing again. Which leaves me on my own.
I'm all riled up to get back on schedule today, though, so I took some Advil, did a little yoga, and I'm back (more or less) on my regularly healthy diet (slipped up a little this weekend...but that's what the weekends are for!) I also have a little bit of emergency dark chocolate on hand to help out with *ahem* irritability...
Breakfast:
- bowl of Special K cereal (vanilla almond)
Lunch:
- bowl of American goulash (leftovers)
Weigh-in: (I'm foregoing the weigh-in until my period is OVER!)
maverick2
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Lunch:
Stuffed baked potato w/ sour cream, cheddar, bacon, and pulled pork
Dinner:
Salad
So I'm really discouraged right now. Even though I've continued to eat (fairly) well and I've gone to the gym continually except for Saturday and Sunday, I've still gained back some weight.
Hopefully part of it is water retention from PMS, and part of it is increased muscle mass from weight training in the gym...
*sigh*
Stuffed baked potato w/ sour cream, cheddar, bacon, and pulled pork
Dinner:
Salad
So I'm really discouraged right now. Even though I've continued to eat (fairly) well and I've gone to the gym continually except for Saturday and Sunday, I've still gained back some weight.
Hopefully part of it is water retention from PMS, and part of it is increased muscle mass from weight training in the gym...
*sigh*
even though EP doesn't know when you started coming here your dismal thread he gave you a good reply... trot over and read it missy
NOW
MOVE IT
your dismal thread he gave you a good reply... trot over and read it missy NOW
MOVE IT
maverick2
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Oh, forgot to mention:
Exercise: YES!!
(And for anyone wondering if that assertion that exercise helps with PMS is true or not, it's totally true. You sure as hell don't feel like hitting the gym, but once you do you feel SO much better...)
I'm actually starting to get strong enough to hit some incrementally heavier weight settings on the machines (did cardio, chest, upper legs, and arms today) so it's actually a little ENcouraging to know that I no longer look like a total wuss amongst the gym rats.
Exercise: YES!!
(And for anyone wondering if that assertion that exercise helps with PMS is true or not, it's totally true. You sure as hell don't feel like hitting the gym, but once you do you feel SO much better...)
I'm actually starting to get strong enough to hit some incrementally heavier weight settings on the machines (did cardio, chest, upper legs, and arms today) so it's actually a little ENcouraging to know that I no longer look like a total wuss amongst the gym rats.
maverick2
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Breakfast:
- two pieces of honey wheat toast (with a tbsp. of peanut butter divided between them)
- banana
So, since yesterday was the first time I'd been to the gym and done weights since Friday, I woke up sore, sore, sore. But it's actually an encouraging sore. My boob and armpit muscles hurt, so I know that means I actually did some good work on my pushup muscles.
My father comes home from Arizona today! He's a missile systems testing engineer with the defense corps, so he's been off blowing stuff up in hot weather for about two weeks at Yuma. It'll be great to have him home!!
I've ran into a few doubting Thomases about my military aspirations, and it doesn't help that they're people who I really respect. One is my hippie best friend (that's not an insult, but a compliment!), who not only thinks I'm not cut out for the military, he thinks it should be against my basic ethical principles as a Buddhist. "Don't call me crying from boot camp about those assholes yelling at you," he says. "I'll only say, 'I told you so.'"
He's a bit biased, though, since he has a tumultuous relationship with his alcoholic father, who was also in the Navy.
Fortunately, I've done lots of research into Buddhism with relationship to soldiers, and I've come to the conclusion that as long as I'm striving to protect people, and avoid killing anyone (which, as an aviation mechanic or a sonar technician, I'm doubtful to be involved in) I should probably be okay karmically. I'd be even better off as a cook or a chaplain's assistant, but they're just not things I'm that interested in. I don't want to work in a floating cafeteria and there aren't enough Buddhists in the Navy to require a Buddhist chaplain. (In my friend's defense, that should probably say something...)
The other person who has mixed feelings for my decision is my favorite English teacher at university, who is a staunch liberal and doesn't trust the military period. I'm under the impression she thinks I've been cheerfully brainwashed into abandoning a grad school education and taking up arms for an expansionist Orwellian state. Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but she's pretty liberal.
I'm still going to do it, though. It's just what I want to do. *shrug*
- two pieces of honey wheat toast (with a tbsp. of peanut butter divided between them)
- banana
So, since yesterday was the first time I'd been to the gym and done weights since Friday, I woke up sore, sore, sore. But it's actually an encouraging sore. My boob and armpit muscles hurt, so I know that means I actually did some good work on my pushup muscles.
My father comes home from Arizona today! He's a missile systems testing engineer with the defense corps, so he's been off blowing stuff up in hot weather for about two weeks at Yuma. It'll be great to have him home!!
I've ran into a few doubting Thomases about my military aspirations, and it doesn't help that they're people who I really respect. One is my hippie best friend (that's not an insult, but a compliment!), who not only thinks I'm not cut out for the military, he thinks it should be against my basic ethical principles as a Buddhist. "Don't call me crying from boot camp about those assholes yelling at you," he says. "I'll only say, 'I told you so.'"
He's a bit biased, though, since he has a tumultuous relationship with his alcoholic father, who was also in the Navy.
Fortunately, I've done lots of research into Buddhism with relationship to soldiers, and I've come to the conclusion that as long as I'm striving to protect people, and avoid killing anyone (which, as an aviation mechanic or a sonar technician, I'm doubtful to be involved in) I should probably be okay karmically. I'd be even better off as a cook or a chaplain's assistant, but they're just not things I'm that interested in. I don't want to work in a floating cafeteria and there aren't enough Buddhists in the Navy to require a Buddhist chaplain. (In my friend's defense, that should probably say something...)
The other person who has mixed feelings for my decision is my favorite English teacher at university, who is a staunch liberal and doesn't trust the military period. I'm under the impression she thinks I've been cheerfully brainwashed into abandoning a grad school education and taking up arms for an expansionist Orwellian state. Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but she's pretty liberal.
I'm still going to do it, though. It's just what I want to do. *shrug*
maverick2
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I think I've decided to kick using the scale for a few weeks. With the kind of training I'm doing, a scale is just not very accurate at depicting my fitness level right now.
The scale is actually reading heavier than my starting weight, which definitely gives me a knee-jerk reaction of discouragement.
But at the same time, I can see my body shape changing and becoming leaner. My stomach is becoming flatter and flatter; I still have a pooch, but it's becoming less and less defined. My curves are becoming less blocky and more..well..curvy. My body is getting curves in new places too, in places where I WANT curves, like my biceps, shoulders, and quads. And I'm developing a tighter ass, too. (Believe me, it's an area I've been scrutinizing.)
I'm also just more fit, which isn't something that can be easily measured. When I started, I couldn't run for three minutes or jog up a flight of stairs without getting out of breath. Now I can run ten minutes and barely break a sweat. I can do half an hour of hard cardio at the gym and still sprint across the parking lot to my car. Pushups (modified, anyway) are becoming easier and easier; I think soon, after a few more weight training sessions (maybe next week) I will have to upgrade to alternating regular pushups and modified ones.
So I think in order to stay on track with my fitness goals, I'm going to have to ignore the scale for awhile. Scale readings are what scare my mother off of weight training in the first place, and I don't want to fall into THAT trap, because I know that muscle weighs more than fat and that the more muscle you gain, the more efficient your resting metabolism is.
I read that you burn 75 more calories at resting level for every pound of muscle you put on. So if I keep working out every area of my body, that's a LOT of calories I get to burn for sitting around on my butt playing video games or reading a book.
Posting new pics against my old ones is definitely a boost. I can see the difference, even though it's not much.
Inspecting myself naked is really the most encouraging part. I've always been comfortable with my body, even though I'm overweight. I think it has to do with the fact that I've slept naked ever since I started college-it really helped me with my self esteem to lose that kind of self-consciousness and get to know myself better.
But as an added bonus, I get to see instant results of my efforts every day. It's easier to see yourself shrink if you're accustomed to looking at the same bared curves day in and day out.
The scale is actually reading heavier than my starting weight, which definitely gives me a knee-jerk reaction of discouragement.
But at the same time, I can see my body shape changing and becoming leaner. My stomach is becoming flatter and flatter; I still have a pooch, but it's becoming less and less defined. My curves are becoming less blocky and more..well..curvy. My body is getting curves in new places too, in places where I WANT curves, like my biceps, shoulders, and quads. And I'm developing a tighter ass, too. (Believe me, it's an area I've been scrutinizing.)
I'm also just more fit, which isn't something that can be easily measured. When I started, I couldn't run for three minutes or jog up a flight of stairs without getting out of breath. Now I can run ten minutes and barely break a sweat. I can do half an hour of hard cardio at the gym and still sprint across the parking lot to my car. Pushups (modified, anyway) are becoming easier and easier; I think soon, after a few more weight training sessions (maybe next week) I will have to upgrade to alternating regular pushups and modified ones.
So I think in order to stay on track with my fitness goals, I'm going to have to ignore the scale for awhile. Scale readings are what scare my mother off of weight training in the first place, and I don't want to fall into THAT trap, because I know that muscle weighs more than fat and that the more muscle you gain, the more efficient your resting metabolism is.
I read that you burn 75 more calories at resting level for every pound of muscle you put on. So if I keep working out every area of my body, that's a LOT of calories I get to burn for sitting around on my butt playing video games or reading a book.
Posting new pics against my old ones is definitely a boost. I can see the difference, even though it's not much.
Inspecting myself naked is really the most encouraging part. I've always been comfortable with my body, even though I'm overweight. I think it has to do with the fact that I've slept naked ever since I started college-it really helped me with my self esteem to lose that kind of self-consciousness and get to know myself better.
But as an added bonus, I get to see instant results of my efforts every day. It's easier to see yourself shrink if you're accustomed to looking at the same bared curves day in and day out.
atta girl
maverick2
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So I just got back from taking my dog running with me as my cardio for the day. Actually, it was more of a run/walk/drag-the-dog. Today I came to the realization that my dog, while not overtly overweight or anything, is at least as out of shape as I am. This came to me as a pretty big surprise, considering how high energy she has the tendency to be.
I've felt kind of guilty lately, because when we were discussing getting another dog after our Chow/Golden mix Rosie passed away last winter, I was the one who piped up that getting a fullblood Golden retriever would be a great idea, since it would give me someone to run with.
Have I jogged with said dog since we got her eight months ago? Nope. And as a result of the pent up energy, she's sometimes a bit of a hopping, whirlwindy menace when you venture into the backyard. (She's great in the house, just gets rowdy outdoors.)
It was her first time out running today. And while I thought she would end up dragging me all over the place, it was her who had to be coaxed in the end, instead. She kept looking up at me with a quizzical look on her face that clearly stated, "Have you lost your freaking mind?!"
Sometimes I think I need some cheerful masochist to take me out on a leash and just drag me along on a run, pausing every once in awhile to pant, "See? You can do it! C'mon! Quit dragging your feet, you big baby! Why are you panting so hard? Out of shape or something?!"
Had a couple of people whistle and catcall at me out of open pickup truck windows while I ran on the main drag, too. So even though I'm sure I looked real sexy redfaced and sprinting with a panting golden in tow, it still made me feel kind of nice. I'm not one of those girls who gets indignant about sexual harassment. I get flattered.
"Less running. More treats." - Bella (aka "Babyface")
I've felt kind of guilty lately, because when we were discussing getting another dog after our Chow/Golden mix Rosie passed away last winter, I was the one who piped up that getting a fullblood Golden retriever would be a great idea, since it would give me someone to run with.
Have I jogged with said dog since we got her eight months ago? Nope. And as a result of the pent up energy, she's sometimes a bit of a hopping, whirlwindy menace when you venture into the backyard. (She's great in the house, just gets rowdy outdoors.)
It was her first time out running today. And while I thought she would end up dragging me all over the place, it was her who had to be coaxed in the end, instead. She kept looking up at me with a quizzical look on her face that clearly stated, "Have you lost your freaking mind?!"
Sometimes I think I need some cheerful masochist to take me out on a leash and just drag me along on a run, pausing every once in awhile to pant, "See? You can do it! C'mon! Quit dragging your feet, you big baby! Why are you panting so hard? Out of shape or something?!"
Had a couple of people whistle and catcall at me out of open pickup truck windows while I ran on the main drag, too. So even though I'm sure I looked real sexy redfaced and sprinting with a panting golden in tow, it still made me feel kind of nice. I'm not one of those girls who gets indignant about sexual harassment. I get flattered.
"Less running. More treats." - Bella (aka "Babyface")
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ShellBell
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Aww pretty puppy!
I'm prevet...I love aminals (yes I spelled it that way on purpose, I'm also kind of childish).
Thanks for the luck, I'm about half way done.
I also have wanted a dog to run with, thinking that they'd drag me off my ass and put me to work. Something about a puppy looking up at me all sad eyed with a leash in its mouth that would get me moving...but I've never had a running partner (of the animal sort or the human kind either). I can't have a dog where I'm living now so I think it'll be a few years until I get one.
She'll get used to the running if you keep taking her with you. She'll probably enjoy it tons and look forward to it too after a while.
Good luck on the rest of your week!
P.S. I wish I was as committed to going to the gym as you are! Skipping two days in a row really isn't awful. Sometimes your body needs a rest. I hear experts on the thread recommend a 6/7 days/week schedule to give your body that rest.
Shell
I'm prevet...I love aminals (yes I spelled it that way on purpose, I'm also kind of childish).
Thanks for the luck, I'm about half way done.
I also have wanted a dog to run with, thinking that they'd drag me off my ass and put me to work. Something about a puppy looking up at me all sad eyed with a leash in its mouth that would get me moving...but I've never had a running partner (of the animal sort or the human kind either). I can't have a dog where I'm living now so I think it'll be a few years until I get one.
She'll get used to the running if you keep taking her with you
. She'll probably enjoy it tons and look forward to it too after a while.Good luck on the rest of your week!
P.S. I wish I was as committed to going to the gym as you are! Skipping two days in a row really isn't awful. Sometimes your body needs a rest. I hear experts on the thread recommend a 6/7 days/week schedule to give your body that rest.
Shell
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maverick2
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Snack:
- 12 potato chips (Yes, I DID read the serving size on the package, in case you were wondering. I usually don't eat them, but for some reason I really, really wanted some. So I let myself have them in moderation.)
- 2 Red Stripe beers
Just got done setting everything up for dinner. I have stroganoff simmering on the oven (a homemade recipe of mine that's been in my family for years-call it my fifteen minutes of fame in a family of gourmands who can typically outcook me any day of the week), a salad with carrots, cucumbers, and tomatoes, and some buttered French bread. The stroganoff smells SO good. Now I'm just waiting for my dad to get home.
- 12 potato chips (Yes, I DID read the serving size on the package, in case you were wondering. I usually don't eat them, but for some reason I really, really wanted some. So I let myself have them in moderation.)
- 2 Red Stripe beers
Just got done setting everything up for dinner. I have stroganoff simmering on the oven (a homemade recipe of mine that's been in my family for years-call it my fifteen minutes of fame in a family of gourmands who can typically outcook me any day of the week), a salad with carrots, cucumbers, and tomatoes, and some buttered French bread. The stroganoff smells SO good. Now I'm just waiting for my dad to get home.
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Hee hee Mav,
Your run/ walk/ drag the dog made me giggle!!
We live right on the beach pretty much and in front of the beach is a huge reserve which is dog friendly. Before I started this journey, I would take the dogs there every day and let them run around. Now every morning I take them for a long walk, at least an hour, and I am sure it has been great for them mentally and physically, as much as it has been good for me. Buddy is only little, so I was worried it would be too much, but he is fine now, and I love it.
Congratulations on all your well deserved successes, and yeah, I look at myself naked watching for the positive changes. It makes me feel proud.
Take care,
Frankie
Your run/ walk/ drag the dog made me giggle!!
We live right on the beach pretty much and in front of the beach is a huge reserve which is dog friendly. Before I started this journey, I would take the dogs there every day and let them run around. Now every morning I take them for a long walk, at least an hour, and I am sure it has been great for them mentally and physically, as much as it has been good for me. Buddy is only little, so I was worried it would be too much, but he is fine now, and I love it.
Congratulations on all your well deserved successes, and yeah, I look at myself naked watching for the positive changes. It makes me feel proud.
Take care,
Frankie
maverick2
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Thanks Frankie and Shell, for your kind words and encouragement!
I'm actually a convert of the Cesar Milan Church Of Walk Your Damned Dog People!, so this running thing with Bella (which I plan to make a habit) is really going to be good for the slight behavioral issues she has. Don't get me wrong, she's a total sweetheart and she's very, very intelligent. She just has a lot of pent up energy, so if she doesn't get a way to let it out, she chews things, destroys her toys, and jumps up on people sometimes. She's getting better, but I definitely think exercise will help.
The creekway I run with her (Alderidge) is probably about two miles, which is kind of a lot, but since I divide it into running and walking, I'm pretty sure I'm not putting too much stress on her or anything. She was about as tired as me when I got back, and I know I wasn't about to keel over or anything, so I'm confident she'll survive. She loves to run, so even though she was tired, I know she had a blast, too.
Even though she's lion-sized, she's really just a big puppy still.
Shell - That's really cool that you're prevet, I was too my freshman year of college (actually a double major prevet in zoology/marine biology - I wanted to work with African wildlife reservations or aquariums) but I've switched now. Still an Animal Planet addict, though. I've been wild about animals ever since I was a kid. I still blow my family away with random non-sequiturs like, "Did you know goldfish have a three minute memory?" only to meet with the reply, "No, I did not know that. And I do not need to know that. How the hell do YOU know that?"
Frankie - Gah, I'm so jealous you live near the beach! I live in the middle of the city, and we don't have any dog parks that I know of, so I'm limited in where I can let my dog off-leash. I'm really, really paranoid about her getting loose and being hit by a car, so right now running and walks are our best bet.
I'm actually a convert of the Cesar Milan Church Of Walk Your Damned Dog People!, so this running thing with Bella (which I plan to make a habit) is really going to be good for the slight behavioral issues she has. Don't get me wrong, she's a total sweetheart and she's very, very intelligent. She just has a lot of pent up energy, so if she doesn't get a way to let it out, she chews things, destroys her toys, and jumps up on people sometimes. She's getting better, but I definitely think exercise will help.
The creekway I run with her (Alderidge) is probably about two miles, which is kind of a lot, but since I divide it into running and walking, I'm pretty sure I'm not putting too much stress on her or anything. She was about as tired as me when I got back, and I know I wasn't about to keel over or anything, so I'm confident she'll survive. She loves to run, so even though she was tired, I know she had a blast, too.
Even though she's lion-sized, she's really just a big puppy still.
Shell - That's really cool that you're prevet, I was too my freshman year of college (actually a double major prevet in zoology/marine biology - I wanted to work with African wildlife reservations or aquariums) but I've switched now. Still an Animal Planet addict, though. I've been wild about animals ever since I was a kid. I still blow my family away with random non-sequiturs like, "Did you know goldfish have a three minute memory?" only to meet with the reply, "No, I did not know that. And I do not need to know that. How the hell do YOU know that?"
Frankie - Gah, I'm so jealous you live near the beach! I live in the middle of the city, and we don't have any dog parks that I know of, so I'm limited in where I can let my dog off-leash. I'm really, really paranoid about her getting loose and being hit by a car, so right now running and walks are our best bet.
maverick2
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About to head to the gym. It's weight-day, and I'm totally pumped to...well...pump some iron. There won't be any running with the dog, as it's been raining on and off all day.
Breakfast:
- bowl of Special K
- 16 oz. of water
Lunch:
- grilled cheese sandwich w/ wheat bread
- banana
- 16 oz. of water
I've been sitting around on my butt being lazy all morning, so here's a list of my goals for the rest of the day:
- Go to the gym for cardio and resistance training
- Finish cleaning and organizing bedroom (I've been in a huge organizational purge which definitely cleared a lot out, but I still need to do some finishing touches)
- Pick up rest of the house.
Me and my mother got in a huge fight yesterday (I consider any fight huge where there are tears involved, but really, I just cry at the drop of a hat and so does she--she's a Pisces with somewhat of a martyr syndrome and I'm a sensitive Leo whose pride is easily crushed...) so I'm going to surprise her and try to get the house really clean.
I'm SO glad my father's back. All the estrogen floating around here gives me a headache.
Heh, my poor dad. Ever since my brother moved to San Diego to be on the USS New Orleans, he's been caught between warring women.
Breakfast:
- bowl of Special K
- 16 oz. of water
Lunch:
- grilled cheese sandwich w/ wheat bread
- banana
- 16 oz. of water
I've been sitting around on my butt being lazy all morning, so here's a list of my goals for the rest of the day:
- Go to the gym for cardio and resistance training
- Finish cleaning and organizing bedroom (I've been in a huge organizational purge which definitely cleared a lot out, but I still need to do some finishing touches)
- Pick up rest of the house.
Me and my mother got in a huge fight yesterday (I consider any fight huge where there are tears involved, but really, I just cry at the drop of a hat and so does she--she's a Pisces with somewhat of a martyr syndrome and I'm a sensitive Leo whose pride is easily crushed...) so I'm going to surprise her and try to get the house really clean.
I'm SO glad my father's back. All the estrogen floating around here gives me a headache.
Heh, my poor dad. Ever since my brother moved to San Diego to be on the USS New Orleans, he's been caught between warring women.