So reality check at the Dr's this week (went to inform her of the Pars Defect, to which she rolled her eyes and told me to go back to my regular chiro, the (and I quote) non-voodoo chiro, hehe). It made me chuckle. She observed that I seemed thinner. So I asked to be weighed. I jumped up, pumped, no.... PUMPED to brag that I've lost 10 pounds. Once again, reality bitch-slaps me: I have gained 7, SEVEN pounds since July. Seriously. My doc immediately went into the 'walk-her-off-the-ledge' speech. And this happened on my 37th birthday, of all days. feelin' like a big failure, but you know what? screw it - I'll lose the weight once I get to the bottom of my caramel filled hersey kisses (CM is eating most of them anyway and she could use a carb or two...)
Let me make one thing clear: the goal is to run the three races, redefine my life, and be a size 8 again. Emphasis on the size 8. Maybe even a size 6. I have a small fortune in designer jeans and Nanette Lapore suits that are craving attention in my closet. I will fit into them once again, and once I do, I'll probably donate them, cuz ya know they ain't stylin' no mo'... I'm so ghetto fabulous.
I'm running my intervals at 4mins running/2 min walking, about five times now. I will do 40-60 mins of cardio three days a week, plus a little strength training (which I really don't enjoy, CM). I prefer cardio over weights and rolling around on the floor doing abs any day.
Okay, ladies, i'm in week 6. CE is still planning on coming with us, Mz LA. She will not beat me. DO YOU HEAR: I will not be the last of the three of us bitches. :) loves ya!
Dinner's ready - timer just went off on my "I'm such a runner" watch that CM gave me for my bday (so loving it!!!). I take my pulse randomly during the day - especially during meetings that may be about stuff that is not so enticing (you know, the ones discussing the issues that you know the answer, but you can't just come out with it, because people won't learn how to think for themselves so you just lead them and hope the epiphany comes before your death? So how do you handle these meetings? Freak people out by taking your pulse, noting it in your notebook and telling people you have to for your training plan or CM will kill you. breaks the monotony of one hell of a dry meeting about Enterprise Analysis. that, and carry a potato. we'll try that one in March.
xo, hld
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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