. . . today. I was late to work for the first time in my 2 1/2 years working there, because of "Pure Cardio". I squabbled with the new girl for what will hopefully be the last time. One of the women at work was demoted from technician to kennel and was devastated. I got to preview our team shirt design for the marathon.
We watched "The Social Network" after dinner. Now, I have a raging headache and need to check my blood pressure to make sure that is not the cause. That is all.
Just as I thought, I didn't make up Saturday's workout. I did, however, do today's workout before work. It was nice not having it hanging over my head all morning, and I actually got to enjoy my 2 hour lunch.
Our dinners have been on the high end of the calorie scale the past two nights. Last night The Mr. made Jalapeño Shrimp Pasta and tonight I made New Orleans Shrimp 'n' Grits with Sautéed Collard Greens. Both turned out very well! Gotta love food.
Well, "it's 10 o'clock. Do you know where your children are and who they're with?" Time to call it a night. That is all.
We went to game night last night for the first time in a long while and had a ton of fun! We played "Cranium" and "Partini", and we didn't get home until after 2 a.m.! We did, however skip our workouts and drank alcohol, so I felt pretty guilty about that. I'm still pretty tired and doubt I'll make up my missed workout today. Naughty, naughty.
Oh! The Mr. spent several hours assembling a gazebo yesterday. It looks great, but it's too close to the Florida room door. He's outside moving it now, but said he'll be headed out to get a light for it. He's so great with that kind of thing . . . Gotta love him!
Well, it's time for church. That is all.
Hmph! More like Pure MADNESS!!!! I think Shaun T himself said: "This s**t is bananas!" (Yes, I know Gwen Stefani said it first, followed closely by Chris Rock, who incidentally was quoting Gwen.) Everyone in the gym with him was falling out! One woman even said, "I want to leave!" Heck, even Shaun T said he was nervous about having to do the exercise! These are fitness instructors and athletes; how the heck am I supposed to do this?! My husband was working out when I got home. His favorite line was, "Shaun T is hurtin' y'all."
Things at work seem to be improving. I spent most of the day writing SOPs, and the Office Manager told me she was going to delegate some of her responsibilities to me. Now, I can finally feel like I'm earning my paycheck!
Well, I have to work in the morning, so I'm going to call it a night. That is all.
Today's workout consisted mostly of stretches and yoga, and boy was I thankful! I was so sore this morning that I was late to work, because I couldn't get out of bed and was dragging @$$ to get ready. I had to squeeze my workout in during lunch, but felt much better afterwards!
Today was a pretty decent work day too, besides being slow and me getting sent home early.
I don't have much else to report besides dinner -- Ginger Salmon over Bok Choy w/brown rice -- was amazing, and "Shrek Ever After" was hilarious, so that is all.
Man, Shaun T really kicked my butt with Cardio Power & Resistance today! I had to stop during the stretches, because the arches of my feet were cramping. I quickly remembered I'd left the insoles in and felt a little better after I removed them, but the damage had already been done. I also had what I think were back spasms and had to rest during some of the exercises. Other than that, I felt great afterwards . . . until the soreness set in. I had to have my husband rub icy hot on my lower back before I climbed into bed! I can hardly wait until my body adjusts to this exercise program, and I start feeling less sore after workouts. I'm also curious to see how this will affect my running . . .
After my workout, I took the ornaments off the tree, so it could go out for tomorrow's pick up. I missed my mid-morning snack and still hadn't had lunch yet, and my brain wasn't functioning properly; it took me far longer to tackle that than it should have and not just because I was sore! When I finally had time to get something to eat, it still took a lot of effort to heat and eat. If this is how my body functions after eating off schedules, I don't know how anorexics can function at all! But, I digress.
It rained most of the afternoon, so I napped until my husband kicked me out of the family room so he could work out. Oh! As I rolled back the rug in front of the TV where we've been working out, I was pleasantly surprised this morning to see he'd purchased and secured some mats. This should help lower the impact during our plyometrics and other Insanity activities. Gotta love him! That is all.
So, today was Day 2 of Insanity and my first actual workout,
Today I took my first "Insanity" Fit Test, and man, was it a humbling experience! I have my work cut out for me, but I'm excited! I still haven't taken my before picture. Guess I should get on that right away considering my first real workout is tomorrow. Perhaps that will be my Project 365 picture of the day . . .
I'm also pretty excited about the prospect of studying dietetics! I consulted a friend of ours today -- who is currently doing her internship -- and she seemed just as thrilled as I was. She gave me several helpful leads, and it turns out the school I am currently enrolled in (although, I've never taken a class) has an A.A. Dietetics program! She even mentioned that she had her baby in between semesters and was able to continue classes part time. "It's harder . . . but it's definitely do-able." :happy dance: Now, I just have to figure out where the time and money will come from . . .
My darling husband is being is usual helpful self. He started a load of laundry last night, did the rest today, put away the food and cleaned the dishes after dinner! Gotta love him!
That is all.
I woke up this morning to the sound of pouring rain and decided to throw in the towel on my 11 mile training run. Like I texted my running buddy, "Mama doesn't do rain!" To make matters worse, my left ankle has been killing me since I took Gus for a jog yesterday. I'm convinced I hurt it when I "almost died" running up the steps at work Thursday. I kicked the last step, hurt my big toe, and possibly rolled my ankle. I'd forgotten all about it until it started hurting yesterday.
Speaking of running, I convinced my darling husband to attend an event last night at JRC. I was surprised he agreed to go since things seemed to be strained between us yesterday (perhaps residual feelings from our failed NYE "kiss"). I kept expecting him to wander off or sit in the car (as he's done on more than a few occasions), but he stuck it out. He was, however, texting someone, but what else is new? Like I said yesterday, everything else is more important than where he is. :sigh:
On a more positive note, we had "the baby talk" this morning. I told him I had been entertaining the idea of conceiving by the end of the year, but also told him of my desire for a career change. Despite my argument that both can be done, he recommended I choose one or the other. The more practical idea would be to finish school first, but I'm more concerned about the possibility of a high-risk pregnancy due to my age. I already have a history of uterine fibroids and hypertension (which I pray will be under control before then); I really don't need anything else complicating matters. In the end, I need to decide what I want to do and do it quickly. "Tick, tick, tick. That's the sound of [my] life running out."
I'm usually not up this late, but since I slept most of the afternoon -- thanks to the rain -- I am wide awake. I should probably call it a night though, since I am opening tomorrow. Oh! I will also be taking my "Insanity" Fit Test tomorrow morning. Pray my ankle holds out. That is all.
Yeah, right. Once again, no New Year's kiss, hell, no hug for that matter. He just sat there staring at the TV, so I kissed the back of his head a few times. This is, however, the first year in a long time that he wasn't on the phone or texting someone as the ball dropped (although, he was doing it up until then). A lot of good that did me. Every NYE (at least every one we've shared together, including the one in Times Square) it's the same old thing; everyone/everything else is more important than where he is. So, here I sit sipping -- guzzling really -- the same bottle of champagne I couldn't get open in time last year (which didn't matter anyway, because he was holed up in the home office "chatting" online) while he has decided to go to bed. Ironically "Love Is A Losing Game" by Amy Winehouse is playing. Don't get me wrong. I love my husband, and he does a lot for me, but often times I wonder what goes on in that "gargantuan cranium" of his . . .
I suppose there may be a silver lining: he gave me "Insanity" for Christmas and said he'd do it with me (although he will not work out with me)! So, I'll do my Fit Test Monday (January 3rd) and then it's ON! I suspect the hardest part will be adhering to the "Elite" diet plan, but I will do my best! But, I digress.
This is no way to start a blog; then again, how would I know? This is my first attempt. I figured I'd try something new, you know, with this being a new year and all. Perhaps I should start by introducing myself. My name is Kay Dub (not really, but that is a nickname given to me by my then boyfriend, now husband 2/15/03. It's funny how I remember the exact date . . .) and I am a 32 year old newly wed mother of 3 -- well 4 -- fur babies: Barkley (who lives with his grandmother), Oscar, Augustus BKA Gus and Charlie, who is really my "step-fur child". I wish I had something more to add, perhaps something that would entice you to actually give a hoot about me and want to read my blog, but unfortunately, that's all I have. Then again, I am currently training for my second marathon in addition to starting the aforementioned "Insanity" (a Beachbody workout program hosted by Shaun T) Monday. That could be interesting, if you're into that kind of thing.
I guess I should call it a night/morning while I try to come up with something more interesting to discuss. BTW, I am also starting Project 365, so I will be adding pics daily (lucky you). That is all.
Kay Dub is a 38 year old stay at home mother of 3 fur babies, a preschooler and a toddler. An avid runner, marathon mom, fitness buff and triathlete in training, her most challenging goal is becoming a Proverbs 31 woman and "Wife After God".