work in progress

I forgot how much Jillian can make my back feel like I was hit square between the shoulder blades with a sledgehammer. Nothing else is feeling sore though so I’ll be onto day 2 but actually day 3 tomorrow. I had a beautiful run along the beach today on my dinner break as I did a 12 hour day at work today due to an evening training course.
Food Log:
- eggwhite omelette w/ spinach and feta
- Greek yogurt, applesauce and grapes
- watermelon, feta and cucumbers on spinach, 1/2 sweet potato and mozza panini
- fresh fruit salad w/ pumpkin seeds
- 3/4c brown rice, poached chicken, steamed veggies
- almonds, cheese, crackers and humus and a handful of fresh pineapple, strawberries and grapes.
- some yummy carob and kamut puff square that had cashew butter, coconut flakes and agave nectar in it and thats about it.

I actually woke up and did something productive at 6am instead of just sitting around drinking coffee!

I’ve been a morning person for eons but I’ve never been able to be a morning workout person.  I tend to feel nauseous and crash earlier in the day if I do any physical exertion that early on.  I did okay today though - still feel crappier and more tired than normal but I’m hoping to get into a new routine.  It’s also helped curb the carb cravings so far and because it was so early, I kind of feel like I haven’t worked out today so I’m still jones-ing for a run this evening.

Food log:

- Starbucks breakfast - coffee w/ half & half and cinnamon, Spinach & Feta egg white wrap, Greek yogurt and honey parfait (without the granola)
- Banana
- Smoked salmon, avocado and tuna sushi roll combo (16 small pieces total), apple
- Green tea & Starbucks reduced fat turkey bacon breakfast sandwich (I was desperate)
- Salad w/ feta & balsamic vin & 2 lean italian sausages grilled on the BBQ
- Grapes or watermelon post run. 

There was a definite theme to my shopping selections yesterday.  I always say you can never have too many flamingos in an outfit!

Busy weekend.

Went into the city yesterday to see Roger Waters with my family and got to see my Dad after almost a year and a half!  The concert was fine - I’m used to my pretentious indie bands playing small clubs though, so being packed into BC Place with 50,000 or so people was not my cup of tea.  I also have not smoked pot since I was 22 or so, so spending 3 hours while everyone else basically hot boxed the stadium has left me feeling very sick today.  I’ve had 3 naps and can not shake this headache.

With only a month left until my next upcoming very busy week(end): Whistler weekend followed back to back with 4 days in Maui, and now that I’ve lost 6lbs in the last 2 weeks (I cannot emphasize my joy over this enough, ps.), I’m going to start the 30 Day Shred again.  I figure it’s 22 minutes every morning before work.  I’ve done it before so I know it’s a bitch, but it’ll be a nice laid back combo to running and I can take a bit of a break from the gym (except for Spin!) and my hour long weight lifting sessions until I get back from my trip.

Totally had a dream about one of the girls I follow.  Now I feel like some kind of internet obsessed weirdo even though it was a completely random and minor appearance.

I am starting to forget what it felt like to walk in comfort.  My legs are like jello from squatting and lunging on Tuesday, and now I don’t think I’ve made it any better with that killer class last night.  I tried to stay in the low end of the resistance guide she gave us, but there were still some good pedals at a level 20 in there.

My Spin instructor was away last week.  My gym does not to a very good job of informing it’s members about changes in staff/scheduling hiccups so I was very worried when she was away for BOTH her classes last week that she was gone forever.  Last Wednesday, I was the ONLY person in the class and the sub had me leaning on the handlebars in hover position for the whole 45 minutes.  I believe I went over how much I hated that whole class though.

Anyways, Erin was back tonight and she went ahead and kicked my ass.  I almost threw up.  It was awesome.

Also, down another 2lbs this week.  I have, dare I say it, officially broken my 3 month plateau.  Thank you medicine!!!!

I should preface this post by saying I was not a cool teenager that went to house parties.  The closest thing to a “house party” that my group of friends ever got was about 14 of us hanging out watching Seven, listening to Green Day, Sublime and Blink 182, and then having everyone’s mom’s show up to drive us home at 10:30.

Matt’s co-worker is probably about 22-23 years old.  He and his group of friends, who all happen to be in bands, or went to highschool together, decided to come together last night and do a big awards ceremony.  It started small enough, but as the date got closer, the Facebook event page was showing 105 confirmed guests to this thing.  

We got there early to this out of the way neighbourhood with lots of forest and not a whole lot of homes, to this huge gated driveway and were promptly told we could walk down the driveway or the golf-cart driven by a dude in an Abe Lincoln hat would be back shortly.  We walked up to probably the hugest home I’ve ever been to, catching glimpses of tiki torches and some kind of waterfall in the backyard of the house.  We were greeted at the front by a bunch of guys with mics and cameras and a red carpet, asking us questions about what we would be looking forward to most.  Made it around to the back to see this huge koi pond surrounded with rope light, a podium, stage lights, 60 or so chairs set up, and a huge fireplace lit with couches surrounding.

This thing turned into a shit-show.  The awards were funny enough but I didn’t know a lot of people and it seemed to be more of an inner-circle type thing, but once the chairs were cleared and the keg stands started there was a huge impromptu dance floor created, crowd surfing, etc and then someone said something about a castle room.  Lo and behold the owner of the home has a thing for medieval gaming - along with a room larger than my entire apartment decorated as if it were a castle; with suits of armor, chain mail, swords, velvet chairs and jousting masks.  Off that room was another gaming room with a ping pong table, a selection of interesting hats and lots of Star Trek memorobilia.  I felt like I’d walked into some weird 90’s highschool movie.

Anyways - some 20 year old kid fell in the Koi pond around 3:45am and that signalled the end of the party - we walked an hour to my friends house, somehow adopting wet koi pond kid.  I gave him my jacket, and he ended up sleeping on my best friends couch.  We lost Matt for a good hour and a half as he attempted to walk home (we live 14 or so KM from where we were… he’s overly ambitious when drunk), then all woke up at 10 - drove koi kid back to the party house, dropped off the towel we stole for koi kid, and I have now slept the ENTIRE day.

I’m far too old for shenanigans like that, but it was by far the most amazing thing I’d ever been too.  

My gym switched up Spin instructors.  I don’t like that.  The woman I had was nice enough, but I was the only one in her class.  It was suprisingly not awkward but she had really shitty form and I found I was trying to kick my own ass because she was going too easy on me, i.e. leaning on the handlebars while in hover position?  WHO DOES THAT!?  You’re holding yourself up with your upper body then instead of your glutes.  I wanted to FEEL THE BURN!  I sometimes think people underestimate my abilities when they look at me.  Yes I’m flabby and large, but do you see my super toned legs? yeah.  Those’ll help keep me going peeps.  No need to “sprint” at a level 1 just for my sake.

Can you tell I loathe change?  except the good kind of course.