Moody

I’ve been in a bad mood for at least a week now. I’m not sure what my problem is. Well, I do know (besides that I just ended a sentence with is). It’s a little bit burn out from exercise, a little bit that my pants are too tight, a little bit lack of sleep, and a little bit that this just happened.

Not only do I hate sparkling water. It hates me.

I noticed this afterwards.

I think drinking too much diet pop is part of what’s making me feel like crap lately, so I thought I’d try sparkling water in an effort to get off “the juice.” I hated Diet Coke when I first tried it and made myself like it so I could stop drinking so much regular Coke. I think I can do the same thing with sparkling water because it’s not the worst thing ever. But we are not starting off well. And I’m so tempted to mix Splenda in it so I can remain in the artificial sugar induced coma I have grown to love.

Anyway, when I’m moody, it involves a lot of pouting and a lot of anti-social behavior. Eventually, I get back to my normal, cheerful, snarky self but in the meantime, nothing makes me happy.

I feel you, kitty.

After taking 3 consecutive days off from working out (which never happens), I got back at it on Saturday with a weight training workout. And man, it was nice to lift weights again. I felt good the whole time and didn’t want to die afterwards. My trainer even said, “you must be eating” since I had so much energy. So thank you rest days and bacon cheeseburgers for getting me through that one.

The next day, my shoulders, back, and hammies were begging for sweet mercy because they were so sore. I love when you can feel yourself getting stronger. Here’s what I did:

(Graphic examples of: good mornings, dead lifts, bent over rows)

Last night, I wanted to go shopping but hubs guilted me into Crossfit. Our trainer told me I looked tired during the workout, which is fun when you feel like you’re exerting all the energy you have. At least I felt better afterwards.

Tonight, I have another workout planned and I’m so not in the mood. I guess this is when planning your workouts in advance comes in handy – you have to stick to them because someone is expecting you to show up. I need to get out of this funk soon. Hopefully before I hear my co-worker’s “Gooooooood morning, Vietnam!” ring tone again. Because nothing good is in store for that co-worker.

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P.S. If you haven’t sent me your bad hair pictures yet, remember to do that!

 

 

Pigs are Flying

So, I did it.

No, really. I did.

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I actually got up this morning at 5:00am and ran 5 miles at the gym (in about 48 minutes). Those are my first miles in a couple weeks, by the way. THEN, I worked out with my trainer this evening. That’s 2 workouts in one day, my friends. I’m pretty excited about this since this blog is a vortex of bad luck when it comes to doing stuff I say I’ll do. Once I post it, it doesn’t happen. But I guess with that rationale, I should talk about how I’m going to binge eat Peeps and maybe I’ll actually eat healthy.

Our trainer gave us a triangle workout where the reps start high and decrease as you go.

Here’s an example of a one-leg lunge, a push up with a row, a squat with a shoulder press, and a walk-out. We ended the workout with 10 torturous minutes of jump roping. Torturous because I hate jump roping more than fat kids hate single serving packages. I didn’t really like the workout much but my shoulders are sore, so at least it works.

Now let’s see if I can double up again tomorrow. I already have a spin class planned after work, now we’ll see if I can get up at 5am again for a 3 miler. Wish me luck. Or don’t. I don’t need you anyway when I have this.

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Back on the Wagon

Well, I’m back in Orlando and back to work. Remember how I kept going on and on about how California is awesome and better than everyone else? Well, I forgot to share something with you guys. While I was out on my 7 mile run in San Diego, I found out the dogs are better there too. I’m pretty sure they’re literate.

Speaking of being back to work, today I’m listening to the sweet sounds of the dude that can’t stop sighing all day long. He’s really getting in a lot of them today. Probably welcoming me back.

Seriously. You are a grown man and you sigh loudly all day long like doing your job is such a chore. I’m sure there are plenty of people that would love to take your place and would happily do the job while being annoyed silently. I do not need to hear your crap all day. Please take up eye rolling or bitching to your friends on instant messenger like the rest of us.

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Anyway, enough about that.

Now that I’m back from my short vacation, I’m trying to get back to eating healthy and exercising. It is not easy. I was still working out on vacation, but that doesn’t really do me any good when I’m eating 1500 calorie meals. Which I was. Hubs was telling me he didn’t think I ate that badly, but I assured him that what he saw in this post was only the pictured things I ate. I did not include the cornbread and biscuits. Or the pie and batch of brownies my mom made that I snuggled with late night.

Last night, I did my first workout to combat the vacation bulge. This workout is from my trainer and it was a pretty good one.

We did 7 groups, but I cannot remember one of them for the life of me. I liked this workout because you only do 2 sets of everything, so the workout goes by fast and is always changing.

Also, I should just go ahead and admit that I haven’t been doing that 2 workouts a day twice a week thing like I planned. (Someone even checked up on me about that.)

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I did manage it once in San Diego (spin in the morning, 2 mile hill run in the afternoon) but other than that, I’ve been a complete failure. So here’s to a fresh start. I guess the good thing about failing is you can always try again, right? Or something like that.