This has nothing to do with running or eating healthy. Just a post to vent…..So my little sister came over and spent the night. She always does, what 15 year old doesn’t want to leave her parents house every chance she gets? This is not the problem. When I was out running errands, my 6 year old cousin came over. When I saw her wet hands and asked where the water came from, she replied “I don’t know.” Later, I saw Nyah’s food in her water bowl….ok no big deal…kids are kids. Then I saw marker drawings on folders in my office. ummm a little irritated…..then I saw very important information erased from my dry erase board…hmmmm okay she’s six, I won’t be mean, I just took the marker away. Then I sat down at my laptop to check my email. Is this sugar that I feel on my fingertips as I type? No that’s impossible I rationalized, until I looked over and saw the kool-aid straw candy….inhale exhale. I think I was very nice about it, I said Little sister, little cousin put on your shoes, its time to go home. I dropped them off and Me and Nyah are about to relax and watch a movie :-)
Yesterday, I casually checked my blog stats expecting to see the normal couple hundred or so visitors. When I saw 1,034 hits in one day, I screamed. I literally screamed. Nyah came running in to see what was wrong. I told her ”Baby, I’m going reach my goal of 2000 hits in a day before you know it!” She gave me a crazy look, and walked away. I guess blog stats are a little complicated for even my dog. I’ll just pretend like it doesn’t freak me out to know that all these people are reading my blog and running to the sound of my voice. Anyway, I went to boot camp today. My cousin went with me again; class was super hard tonight. Lyle was busy, so we had a substitute teacher. He is the same guy that taught the class at 6AM that me and my little sister used to go to. I’m glad that I’m getting back in my workout groove…. But its something about cookies. I ate a whole row of the peanut-butter sandwich girl scout cookies. The whole row! This is precisely why I don’t keep this kind of food in my house. Well the good part is they’re almost gone. The lady at the weight watcher meeting said she threw her cookies in the trash. Hump…I guess I’m not there yet!
It’s ironic how I’m so far from being the The Biggest Loser
, but so close at the same time. Yesterday at my Weight Watcher meeting, I gained a devastating 2 pounds. I felt awful. The nice lady who weighed me in said it might have been my necklace, but I knew it was my lack of activity and my excess of junk food that was really weighing me down. I didn’t even want to stay for the meeting, but I knew I needed some kind of motivation to get back on track. The thing I liked best was when the leader emphasized that even if everything in your life is out of control (which I kinda felt like lately); you always have control over what you eat. Sometimes we forget the simple things to help us on the journey to weight loss…Today, while I was at work, I got another phone call from Lyle. I subconsciously had made up all kinds of reasons why I wouldn’t be able to attend the new boot camp session, but when he called again, I just couldn’t tell him no. I called my cousin again to join me since it worked so well this past weekend. To my surprise I had to beg him to go with me. He said outrageous stuff like, what if I have an asthma attack (he doesn’t have asthma), or what if I pass out, you’ll have to carry me up the stairs. He went on and on with these crazy scenarios of why he couldn’t go to boot camp. I showed up at his house anyway, and took him to class with me. Because I had to wait on him, we got there a few minutes late in the middle of suicide runs. Then we did some circuit training. Jumping jacks for 30 secs, leg lifts 30 secs, squat thrusts 30 secs, push-ups 30s, sit ups for 30 secs and more for a total of 15 minutes, then we ran for 3 minutes, and Repeated the15 minute circuit training. It was an extreme work out, I had sweat dripping in my eyes, and I just laughed when my cousin cut me that “I’m gonna get you for bringing me here look.” When class was over and we got in the car, he said the most shocking statement… “Let’s go to the gym.” WHAT?! Are you serious I asked? And he was! And we did! I’ve done back to back workouts before, but this was so unexpected. While a lot of people were at home sitting on the couch watching The Biggest Loser, I was doing my second workout at the gym. We got on the elliptical for 20 minutes and then I got the treadmill for 15 more minutes. By 9:30, I was exhausted. It’s a good thing, I had Beyonce’s playlist on my Video Phone
; She really sang through my Radio
and said, Hey Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It)
, you’re a Diva
, and that really boosted my Ego
and made my Halo
shine!
I knew yesterday that I wouldn’t want to work out today, so I planned ahead and called my cousin to go to the gym with me. He is somebody who lives in a perpetual state of feeling like he needs to go to the gym, so I knew he wouldn’t flake out on me on Saturday morning. Just as I figured he text me at 9 am on the dot, saying “Wake Up, let’s go.” I probably would have gotten out of bed right then had we not stayed out until 2 in the morning (I didn’t plan that part so well, lol). Nonetheless, I had to drag myself out of bed, put on some clothes and go to the gym. I’m supposed to be training for a half marathon, and there’s no way to sugar coat it, the truth is, I haven’t been running. So, I went upstairs to the indoor track above the guys playing basketball. It was so humid; it was almost unsafe to run. So I figured we could just walk and we were sweating after only 10 minutes. While we were walking I got a call from Lyle, my personal trainer. He wanted to know when I was coming back to book camp class. I took great pride in telling him I was at the gym; I was so happy that I wasn’t at home eating ice cream or something when he called. Anyway, since it was so hot, we decided to just go down to the weight and machine room. We got on the elliptical machines next to each other for 20 minutes. Then, I got on the treadmill, which normally I don’t do, but because the track was so unbearable, I didn’t really have a choice. I put on my Week 2 podcast since I had already been working out for half an hour. It was a killer, but I did the running intervals for about 20 minutes. The treadmill is not as good as real running on the pavement, but I like that it keeps you running at a steady pace. After the treadmill I was good and funky. My cousin said, nope keep going we have 10 more minutes. So I got on the Exercise Ball 
and did sit ups and balancing exercises. I got in a really good workout today, and running just feels good. I’m trying hard to get back to eating healthy. I had a granola bar for breakfast and I went back to that place Crazy Bowls and Wraps and got a Steak fajita bowl for lunch. While I was there I sampled some Quinoa
(pronounced Keen-wa). I’ve read about it in nutrition books, its a whole grain with protien. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t good either. It tastes like brown rice with a funny texture. The steak fajita bowl was awesome. After lunch, I had to go to work to help out on a big case that’s heating up. After work I went to my sister’s salon and got all cute, and that was pretty much my day.
Hey Everybody! I’m BACK!!! Yesterday I wrote my sad little post about how upset I was that my blog got hacked, but I maintained that there would be life after death, and that I wouldn’t give up. And guess what??? The same night I got an email from an awesome guy named Donald in Texas. *virtual hug* God bless him, he told me how to de-hack my blog. Since I’m really not as technically savvy as I would like to think, I kept reading his email over and over and it took me about an hour to really figure out and find what he was talking about. Then finally I discovered the “java script” that was attacking my blog. I’ve been trying to figure this out for weeks. And in about 5 seconds, I was able to click and delete, and everything was back to normal. I”m so super excited. I really missed blogging and I was so sad every time I got a “what’s wrong with your website?” email. There were friends and family who asked “what’s wrong?” that I didn’t even know read my blog. Having my blog back has really given me a burst of inspiration and I really needed it. I was feeling so stuck. I won’t even give you the gory details on how I’ve only worked out once a week for the past few weeks, missed weight watcher meetings, and how my pants are tight from eating too much “devil food.” Fortunately, I gave away all of my fat girl clothes, so I have no choice but to get it together! I’m back, get ready for the great return! P.S. On a funny completely unrealted note, I went to the allergy doctor and they ran some tests. My biggest allergic reaction was to “dog.” The lady asked in her nicest voice “is there any chance of the dog finding a new home?” I really almost laughed in face for asking me to get rid of my baby! Nyah has lived with me for 6 years since she was 2 months old. I just smiled and said “No, that’s not negoatiable.” I’ll wash my sheets everyday and keep all the windows closed before I do that!
