Sunday, September 19, 2010
Actually. Seriously. I quit running. I don't wanna do it anymore. I'm not good at it. I don't like it. Its not fun, its depressing and it makes me feel fat and bad about myself. I like being good at stuff and I'm not good at running. It isn't fun. I couldn't finish my intervals today because my asthma was so bad and my leg hurt. Breathing burned. Runnign hurt. It isn't fun anymore. I quit
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Today I went water walking. And I liked it! It was easy on my legs but I still felt like I was getting a workout. The going around in circles bit was boring, but I had my friends there for company and before we knew it 45 minutes had passed! I wanted to do an hour, so we solidered on for another 15 minutes then relaxed in the spa. And there was no sweating involved. Sometimes I like to sweat, but most of the time I don't, so no sweating was a big plus! And, bonus, according to Sparkpeople I burned 650 calories! I can live with that!
I have a weekly date with my friends to go water walking, so I will be doing it every Sunday. We are going to motivate each other to go and I am going to buy a 10 trip pass for further motivation.
I have eaten pretty well today too. I had breakfast for the first time in 2 weeks. I did have chocolate though, but I still think I'll be within my calories. I didn't meet my fruit and veggie goal though :( We have zero dollars until Wednesday so we are living off what we have and we don't have fruit and veg. I may have some tinned fruit, maybe I'll have to bust some of that out.
Here's to a sparktastic week!
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Right, I will have a good week, even if it kills me! I can do anything for a week, right? A week is a good goal, short and sweet, and hopefully if I do one week I will do another and another.
Tomorrow I am going water walking (I had to cancel last week) with a friend. I am really looking forward to it, but not looking forward to getting into a swimsuit. And I have to shave my legs. So I'm looking forward to the activity but not the prep.
The plans, Stan:
Sunday - Water walking for 1 hour
Monday - W4 D1 + 30 day shred, level one (30DS only if feeling good after my run)
Tuesday - Off
Wednesday - W4 D2
Thursday - 30 day shred, level one
Friday - Rest
Saturday - W4 D3
Track every second day and stay within ranges
Drink 2 pump bottles of water a day
Eat 3 pieces of fruit a day
Eat 1 serving of veggies a day
You'll notice that I am moving on to week 4. I will modify if needed, but I think moving on will be good for my mind. I have yet to complete week 3 after 2 attempts and I think it is mind related rather then body. I will move on to week 4 and if I'm still doing well in a couple of weeks I'll sign up for the 5k. I'm motivated to get my rewards for the next couple of weeks (new running clothes and a massage!) so I really, really want to finish them.
Wish me luck guys, this week will be good!
Friday, September 17, 2010
He is 18 months old.
And as you can see from the photos, he is soooooooo cute.
He was a stray that was hanging around our house. He would come into our house in the middle of the night and steal our cats food (he burgled us, so his name is Burgles. Don't ask, the boyfriend named him!) A couple of days ago he turned up during the day and came right up to us and started smooching.
Oh, he stole our hearts right there and then. We decided that if he came back the next day we would think about keeping him. He came back! We took him to the vet to be checked out, checked for a microchip and to be, ahem, de-boyed. Because he is over a year old and still hadn't been fixed, in addition to being thin, the vet said he more then likely didn't have a home. Because he is friendly he probably did have a home at some point but the owners probably abandoned him.
The vet said that he usually doesn't recommend adopting tom cats that are this old because they are usually very vicious, but this cat is soooo friendly and smoochy that he didn't think I would have a problem and would calm down further after being de-boyed. The vet surgeon and the receptionist fell in love with him. I went to pick him up and they were gushing about how lovely he was and how lucky he was to be rehomed.
So far my other cats are keeping their distance, and my baby, Pixie, is not happy at all, mainly because Burgles has decided that he likes sleeping on my bed, and that is her domain. Hopefully they will all be one big happy cat family soon!
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