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!
Today started off as any other day, but ended in a car accident on the highway. Don’t worry, I’m okay…I think…This evening when I was leaving work, I was on a natural high. I had just received a phone call from a law firm downtown. I had my first interview with them over a month ago and they finally made a decision to hire me. My current job is great; I really like my co-workers, and the company’s strong commitment to giving back to the community. (I think I was donating like $50 a week for fundraising games and drawings, lol) The problem was it was an hour commute and no benefits. I really don’t want to leave, but I have to make decisions for the future. As I walked through the parking lot, I was excited about my new-new job and equally excited about being able to work out again. Today was supposed to be my first day back at boot camp class. The highway was packed with the usual rush hour traffic. All of a sudden when I approached my exit for class, traffic came to a screeching halt. I nervously looked in my rearview mirror to make sure the SUV behind me was able to stop fast enough, and they were, but the Big Semi truck behind them could not stop and slammed into the SUV behind me, which pushed them into the back of my car.
This morning’s boot camp class was the last one in this session. That was the only reason, I rolled over, stepped over sleeping Nyah, and picked up the little sister. Since it was chilly this morning, (60 degrees in late July), I put on the track pants I used to wear when I was training for my 1st 5K race. They were huge! They swallowed me, and I was pretty excited about that….
Today is the lil sister’s birthday, and she forces everyone who crosses her path to acknowledge that it as a special day. I told her she had to wait until to the sun came up before I could even attempt to sing “Happy Birthday.” Boot camp class at 6AM this morning was no JOKE! I guess because it rained on Wednesday, he wanted to make sure we made up for it. The relay race really kicked my butt, but me and the little sister, the “curviest” girls there, did our thang! After a series of jumping jacks, push ups and squats, I was good and funky smelling.
