I can't make this stuff up

I had big plans on Monday: Get back on schedule, make dinners, exercise.

All of that has gone to hell in 3 days.

Monday
D.Soup's favorite pair of pants had a hole in a very inconvenient place. AKA his crotch. And he's been begging me for weeks to fix it so he can wear them again. So I finally took a few minutes and patched it up with the sewing machine at my mom's house.

Afterwards, we didn't have enough time to cook dinner and make it to the gym before my 8 pm cutoff, so we stopped at Burger King (fail #1). It was delicious. It was also 30 points.

It was decided that D.Soup was going to the gym, and I would take Calli for a walk and do my run when he got home, because I did not want to have to deal with her while I was on the treadmill alone. I also did not want to be alone for the first introduction between Calli and the treadmill. I feel that would be traumatic for all parties involved.

Calli and I went for our walk. And during this time I remember that I offered to go with my mom to the airport to collect my sister and her family. Which meant that my treadmill time was conflicting with my "helpful sister" time (fail #2). So I make the choice to find something OnDemand once I get home.

YOGA. Yoga is what I choose. Which is fine... it was actually a really good workout.

But my dog. My GIRL dog. Took the "downward dog" position way to literally for my liking and humped me every time I had to go into that pose. It was overwhelming, and disturbing.

AND THEN, 5 minutes left in my workout. And someone knocks on the door of my house. I thought for a minute maybe D.Soup forgot his key. If only I was that lucky.

I open the door to find his little sister, in tears. Now, I've had issues with this girl in the past. So of course I had to work three times harder than normal not to roll my eyes at her through the storm door... I'm just going to sum up her drama of the moment:

1. Her dad is "an ass" and tells her she's useless
2. Her mom doesn't defend her against him
3. Her "friend" is a bitch
4. The boy she likes isn't speaking to her (because she yelled at him)

She's 19. THESE are normal issues a 19 year old has to face.

Long story short: I told her to suck it up and stop being mean to everyone.

She then proceeded to sit around and talk and wait for D.Soup to get home. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS FINISH MY YOGA. Dammit.

Tuesday
I started the day off in pain. It was good pain. It was 25 minutes of YOGA pain. So I was cool with it. Does that mean I didn't complain all day? Hell no, I whined like a little girl...

On the way to work I realized I didn't pack a breakfast bar. Eff. So I get a bagel with butter from downstairs. Come back up, eat it.. THEN put it in the points calculator: 13 points. THIRTEEN POINTS. That's HALF of my daily points value. DOUBLE Eff.

By the time I ate lunch I had 3 points left for the afternoon.

My pregnant sister was feeling lazy yesterday afternoon. And since she works in the same building with my husband, she asked him to drive her to her car. Well at 4 pm they get ready to go, and our.car.won't.start.

WTF

Our BRAND-NEW-I-HAVEN'T-EVEN-MADE-A-PAYMENT-ON-YOU-YET-YOU-LITTLE-BASTARD car will not start.

So my sister walks to her car, drives over to my building, picks me up. So we can see if it's just D.Soups key fob. Its not.

So I reschedule our dentist appointments for the second time. We ride with my sister to meet my mother. They exchange cars (and babies) and my sister leaves. Mom drives D.Soup and I to her house, we drop her off. We drive her car BACK to our broken car and try to jump it. Fail. We call a tow truck. They say they'll be there within the hour. It's 6 pm already. FML.

So we get Subway. Another 20 point meal. It's alright because my Fake Watchers points were already fucked for the day... so I don't care.

Then we sit and wait for the tow. 7 pm rolls around and he's nowhere to be found. 7:20... nothing. I believe he finally showed up at 7:30. And the Would Not Shut Up the entire time we were with him. LUCKILY, I sat in the car and left D.Soup to deal with him. Because I would have punched him.

We finally got to pick Calli up from my parents house at 9:30. And went home and climbed straight into bed.




Hopefully today will go more smoothly.

So far so good.

Serious Business Time

Alright, well as much as it hurts me to admit this... I've pretty much gained all the weight back that I lost in April/May. An entire 8 pounds... I knew it was going to happen with all the time I took off. But it didn't stop me from almost losing it last night when I stepped on the scale. It was probably stupid of me to do it after a day of eating, but it sent an important message home...

Well today that ends.

I was doing so freaking good. Damn it, there were actual results and I still just gave up. I'm really irritated at myself. I NEED to lose this weight, it's to the point of ridiculousness now. It's got to go.

Today I'm starting up C25K again. And I'm going to run every other day until I'm done. And maybe I'll keep running after that.

We're also getting back on the wagon with healthy cooking today. We didn't have any groceries, and so abandoned all hope of making good-for-us food. But we fixed that this weekend, so we have food to make and good things to eat. Finally.

So,

• Back on with Fake Watchers.
• Back on with Tracking my weight daily.
• Back on with Making dinner every night and taking leftovers for lunches.
• Back on with C25K and other forms of exercise.

I feel like I need to do this, not just for the weight loss... but for myself. I always get motivated to do it, and never follow all the way through.

I will do it this time.

...Slowing...Down...

I don't know what happened.

One minute, I'm cruising along... Dropping weight like its nothing, starting the C25K program, planning all this great stuff to do for the house.

The next minute, I've hit a wall.

I've got a billion things teeming around in my head that I know I need to do.

• Keep up with diet/exercise
• Take Calli for more walks
  
• Clean every single room in the house
• Do laundry
• Write thank you cards (seriously, we got married in October, this needs to happen)
  
• Get my closet organized
• Go through all our clothes
• Weed the flower bed so I can plant things
• Clean up the back patio
• Get back into knitting

The list goes on and on and on...

And all I want to do is read.

See Mz. Soup Run

I, obviously, have become quickly addicted to blogger-dom.

I've heard, briefly, about the Couch to 5K (C25K) program before, but don't really enjoy running that much and never considered it something that I was interested in.

Yesterday, Jenna from ThatWife posted about her C25K experience. Getting a chance to see someone who considered them self "not a runner" - like myself - document her progress, her descriptions of each month, the trials she faced... That was all really cool, interesting and actually very helpful.

But the most important thing: the results. She's shared the charting of her progress with us, and I can see first hand how much it helped her. She had nothing but good things to say about the experience...



So last night I started the program too.

We finished making dinner, and even though I wanted to lay down on the couch and take a nap (because I'm STILL exhausted all the time) I went upstairs and grabbed some workout clothes and headed to the gym with D.Soup.

C25K app

Jenna also recommended the C25K app. So I downloaded it onto my iPad (its a iPod app, so it doesn't fill the whole screen, but I was okay with that). It gives you verbal instructions each time you're supposed to switch between walking and running, and allows you to create a playlist from any music that you have on you iPod. You can also make journal entries after each run to keep track of yourself. It was pretty cool.

Week 1 Day 1:
Brisk five-minute warmup walk. Then alternate 60 seconds of jogging and 90 seconds of walking for a total of 20 minutes.

Check.

It wasn't even hard. I just didn't have the motivation to talk myself into it before. Fake watchers started the motivation, now lets just hope that I have the energy to keep up with it.

I'm pretty sure I'm in need of new shoes though. I think I've had mine for about 5 years. And while they didn't get a whole lot of use in that time, I feel its time for a replacement.

D.Soup and I are going to this cool shoe place in Annapolis recommended by 2 friends of ours now... The people there watch you walk, pick out a few pairs of shoes that could be a good match, and then throw you on a treadmill and tape you while you're running to analyze your needs better. So that you get the best shoe available for your running style.

That all sounds really cool. Until you get to the part where they are going to video.tape.me.running. I don't rightly know if that's something that I want to witness, I might never run again...

Day 2:
Tomorrow.