Archive | December, 2008

Overreaction

29 Dec

Maybe I overreacted about the Holidays a little. The damage wasn’t too severe. As long as I get back on track this week, those 2.2lbs will drop right off. I can do this.

It’s Monday and I want a nap. After sleeping in for four days, my body has re-adjusted. I desperately needed Starbucks this morning.. So Brandon and I stopped by and I got a Grande Skinny Vanilla Latte……. and a butter croissant. Shoot me. At least I’m actually eating something for breakfast!

Last night during my trip to Target, I purchased a blender. New plan is to make smoothies for after-workout pick-me-ups. Tonight is strength training. I could use a good sweat.

Christmas damage

28 Dec

I’ve been a total slacker this week. I hadn’t exercised since Monday until today. Feeling like crap and the holiday destroyed my schedule. I’ve also eaten like crap this week too. Today I ran 3 miles…. Well more like 2.25 miles then throwing upmy half a bagel and walking .75 miles home. Lovely I know.

We’re heading back home to Melbourne tomorrow. I’ll survey the damage and hop back on the training wagon.

23 Dec

I feel like death.

Swimming in the Atlantic on 12/21

22 Dec

Today was interesting. I woke up bitter because it’s going to be nearly 80 degrees on Christmas Day. Call me crazy, but I like it a little chilly outside on Christmas…. It helps me get into the spirit of things.

I had a very productive morning. I assembled and stuffed our invitations. We’ll be sending them out soon, so I’m glad I got it out of the way. After that, I baked Red Velvet Cake Balls. I’ll have an entire post dedicated to them later this week. I managed to fit 4 loads of laundry in there too.

This afternoon, Brandon and I went to Satellite Beach and walked 4 miles along the shoreline. It was absolutely beautiful. The water was cold and refreshing… even I went waist deep. It felt so good. I’ve missed the beach.

Tomorrow is 3 months to the big day.

Yesterday, we ran 3 miles including crossing the Causeway twice. It was tough. As I was trudging along, I thought I was never going to reach the top of the Causeway. It seemed absolutely neverending. Miserable.

Guilt

19 Dec

Guilt is a bitch.

I got home from work last night, and I really wanted to punk out on my workout. So I convinced Brandon to swap days, and work out Friday night instead. After 2 slices of pizza, I started to feel overwhelming guilty. I gulped down a glass of water, thinking it might somehow wash the guilt away. Not shockingly, it didn’t work. The guilt sat there and ate at me. I finally mentioned to Brandon I might just head to the gym for a little workout… He groaned. I took that as my answer. Missing one night won’t kill me. But, the guilt would not subside…. It continued to eat at my soul, until I mentioned the gym again. This time, he agreed to come with. A few minutes later, we were changed and headed down to the gym.

Typically, I absolutely cannot run on the treadmill, nor can I run after eating dinner. Yet I brilliantly decided to give it a try. I hopped on, started out at 5.0, and just kind of relaxed. Two minutes in, I was already bored. So I upped it to 5.3. Two minutes later, bored again. Up to 5.5. Are we seeing a pattern? This pattern repeated, 5.7, 5.9.. Then back down to 5.3, and worked my way back up to 5.9. Eventually I bumped it all the way up to 7.0 for the last quarter of a mile. I finished my 2 miles in 21:28… A full minute and a half faster than I did it on Tuesday. Woo hoo! Granted, I run faster on the treadmill, but I think intervals helped me beat boredom and finish faster. At one point while I was on the treadmill, the gym radio was playing Katy Perry’s “Hot and Cold”… I look over to see Brandon giddily running along to it. I almost peed myself the sight was so funny!

I finished it all up with some strength training: push ups, curls, rows, overhead tricep dips (I think that’s what they’re called), bench presses, lunges, squats, heel raises, and 3 sets of 100 abs. I sweated like a pig, and it was fucking fantastic. I also smelled to high heaven.

What is it about getting really nasty and sweaty that makes a workout feel that much better? It seemingly raises the sense of accomplishment for me. It shows as a physical, visual reminder of the effort I’ve exerted. Love it! I finished up with a nice, long stretch while listening to Enya. It was the perfect way to end a workout.

I’m really looking forward to going to Outback tonight for dinner. I can’t wait to have a glass of wine or two, and enjoy a delicious steak. I’ve earned it this week. I stuck to the plan! I can do this… 12 more weeks!!

On another note, I got back the rest of the engagement pictures from our FABULOUS photographer, Jen. They are AMAZING. She is so incredibly talented… and I’m VERY jealous. I wish I had that sort of eye!

2 Days Down, And 90-something To Go

17 Dec

Wow. That doesn’t even seem like a drop in the bucket. Why did I agree to do this again? Oh, RIGHT! I wanted to accomplish something I never thought I’d do: run a 15k. I’ve already accomplished something I never thought I’d do: running a 6k. I keep looking back at my improvement, and it motives me to continue on. I look at the bios and blog of the Health & Fitness ladies, and it inspires me to keep it up. If they can run a marathon… If they can lose 80 lbs… I can run a 15k and lose 10 lbs. Sometimes it seems as though the smallest goals are the hardest to achieve.

Last night, I ran 2 miles in 22:53. Eh, a little slow, but I wasn’t going for speed. Then I did W2D2 of the Push Up Challenge. It was hard. My arms ached. Tonight we’ll be doing 30 minutes of crosstraining. I haven’t decided what that will entail.

Meet Cameron

16 Dec