Saturday, May 19, 2012
I have not been feeling well.
At first I thought I had slept on my neck wrong. Woke up and my neck and head ached to the point of nausea. So, I stayed down.
Four days went by, 2400 mg of Ibuprofin a day and it wasn't getting any better. Hubby suggest I try Claritin. His thought that they were allergies clogging my sinuses so desperate, I try it.
Began to feel better. Yeah! Even went to the gym so youngest could swim.
Yesterday I wsa feeling pretty good and began making plans for this week. I'm making a Word Calendar of Workouts that I want to accomplish this month. I've gained back up to 180 and this does not please me.
Actually, this is a major "booooo"
I went to my daughter's AA graduation yesterday. Took her to dinner. I'm so proud of her. It's not a big deal to a lot of people, but I know the hours she put into this. I know she hasn't had a summer off yet in over 2 years. I know she took course overloads TO finish in two years and she did it with honors. This, after having such a rough time from 13-18....I just cannot express how proud of her I am to do such a 180.
**with honor tassel**
Came home after dinner and went to bed.
Woke up dizzy, in pain....in sooooooo much pain. I came out and hubby tried making me coffee but I was so nauseated I went back to bed.
Took a Claritin and two Excedrin
It was 2:30 before I was able to face the day.
Man I am SO SORRY!! So sorry for ever having doubted anyone who said sinus pains or allergies were painful. Im normally one to kind of "scoff" at pain. Get over it and move on type of gal, but Holy Smokes!! Trust me, this chick has been through open heart surgery, kidney surgeries, and more. I know what pain is. THIS though. OMan!!
I guess I will go collect stock in Claritin or something. Maybe start taking it before bedtime. Maybe that will help.
But that's what's happening. That's what is going on. Give me a couple of more days and I will be back to body in progress :o)
Now, where's my "morning" coffee?
Saturday, May 12, 2012
I am one of those people who are GREEEEAT starting out of the gate. It doesn't matter what the project is I'm on it.....for a bit.
Then excuses win and I peter out.
It started to happen this year and that's why I put up the dress. School's just about over and this summer will be mine.
This morning I had weighed myself and was at the peak of 179, yet again. My own fault ... I even LOOK at taking days off and snacking and this is what I get. When I put on my workout clothes and looked in the mirror I almost cried. My belly stuck out like I was 7 months pregnant and far exceeded my breast area. I had to take action .... FAST!
I walked to the gym with the youngest so she could go swimming. I looked over at the dumbbell section and told myself I would get there, but had to work on cardio today. So I did. I did my W2D2 of C25 and decided not to push it to an hour (pretty warm in there) and then decided to try a new machine. I did this Arc thingie that looks like a gazelle lunge? At least that's the best way I can describe it. I worked on that for about 10 minutes when the youngest came up and said she was ready to go.
When I came home from the gym today I glanced through my photos and noticed that they were from March of 2010. I asked my girls to take a picture of me now and see if there was a notable difference with a little over 15 pounds gone. Well, the hair for sure is different....the rest is for you to see :o)
not too bad. Starting to get a little waist there :o)
My swollen tummy went down (I'm not sucking it in, promise) so that made me feel better. Maybe it just wanted a good run.
okay, so I still need to work on squats.
But, it was a good start to motivation. If I can notice the slight 15 pounds I can surely notice it when I get down to 169 (again!!)...then, 159, then start looking like I want to good...then really FEEL good....yadda yadda..
OMGoodness Golly! I was rocking out to my 80s music yesterday when I told my oldest..."okay, I have to go and before I do I shall play my all time favorite video"
I did and I cried...what the heck is WRONG with me?! LOL I was so happy jumping up and down, singing and pointing to the screen "aren't they BEAUTIFUL??" ...sighs Duran Duran are to me what the Beatles were back in the 60s. My daughter, being the sweetheart she is, cropped the photo and put it as my desktop. I squealed like a little kid and said "screw it, that tattoo is going on my leg"
**Duran Duran/New Moon on Monday**
I love being a dork. It's clearly my thang.
Monday, May 07, 2012
Some days I tell ya...
so I had given away my coffee pot. It wasn't a very good coffee pot but it made 8 cups of coffee. We wanted to cut back on the caffeine intake so I moved my hubby's Keurig in as it makes one cup at a time. Great incentive right?
Yup....one small, tiny, insee, weenie, cup at a time.
and let me tell you, those little plastic doohickey things that you put in there are EXPENSIVE!!
So, I'm pouting as I've already gone to Starbucks a couple of times this week and ordered "just a large venti or two of regular coffee" to take home and I thought "I wonder if I can reuse these bad boys" I add the water to the top and re-close the gadget for coffee.
did you know that if you don't close it all the way, the pressure builds up and it makes this loud BLAM!!! noise and coffee explodes EVERYWHERE?!
I'm talking the walls, the ceiling, the floor, the other side of the kitchen...we're still spooning out grounds...
I went to the gym to do the treadmill so I want to catch up on my C25. My youngest loves to swim so it's nice to go there and get what I need done. I get done with the treadmill and go downstairs to attempt some ST. I look at the rows of dumbbells and head towards them when I stop cold in my tracks.
Depending on which kid you were in high school will determine your relation to this story: I was the nerdy one, the beat up one, the geek, the wallflower, the totally "uncool" one.
So, I'm looking at the benches and dumbbells and all these well, frankly they were all beautiful people. Muscles flexing, scanty clothing gripping, clearly liking what they see in the mirror. I slowly back away as if I had come across a rattler in my path...fear gripping at my very soul and I know I must have had the look on my face to prove it.
How is this possible? I'm freaking **cough cough** years old!! I'm not in high school anymore....why did I just assume these people would even care if I was there?
I'm pretty sure my mutant ninja fat cells played a hand in this conspiracy!!
Tried to do my Hip Hop Abs this morning.
I really really really tried. There needs to be a 1-800-WTH-HELP line. I mean, do I just dance? Do I grunt tuck and tilt? It's frustrating to do a DVD and have it say "check your form" How? Where? With Who? With What? The Mirror with all the cool people next to the dumbbells???
I'm glad Limelight had that inspiring video of Arthur, the man who couldn't......otherwise I would feel defeated. Freaking inspiring people irk me today.
Life should be unlimited peanut butter and celery with no a$$ consequences.
and maybe carbs.
Thanks....I needed that.
I'm going to go pick up the girls now. Take the dogs out for a walk. Work on Shape it Up today and really really really work out this frustrated fear of whatever. And I'm gonna see me....in this dress......with those shoes.....it can happen..right? Even at my age?? with resistant mutant ninja fat cells?
Sure, it can happen. totally.
Draw your celery swords!! Abandon peanut butter!!!
(leave the chocolate frosting though............just in case)
Saturday, May 05, 2012
On Thursday I woke up very sore from my Firm it Up and really wanted to finish up my Week 2 of the C25 running program. My ambitious goal was to do 1.5 hours or all three of the days in one shot as I have done this week numerous times. Sounds fairly reasonable right?
When have I ever done anything that was fairfly reasonable and have it go right?
I start of with my five minute walk and already notice a problem.
You see, I can't find my bra.
You are probably wondering HOW this could possibly happen but in a house of four girls, it IS possible. The thing is I only own two and my boobies are smaller than that of my 13 year olds.....so I don't know why they'd have them...and if they do it's hidden in their drawer because they can't wear them. I can't wear theirs because...well, let's just face it...I need trainers basically.
So, I put on my Nike sports wear that my BIL bought me almost a decade ago and set off. I wanted to walk / run to Starbucks approximately six miles from my house and have my oldest pick me up. After the first five minutes I knew there was a problem. I thought it was odd that my yoga pants kept rolling down around my belling while doing my Hip Hop Abs, but now they were on my walk too....then the sports shirt started creeping up....and up....
I get to the stop light, adjust my clothing and purse. By the way....when going for a run, don't strap your purse around your neck...it doesn't bode well. It holds the iPhone/music pretty well, but thats about it. So here I am in my first run purse flapping against my butt, then my hip, then my belly and I slightly feel relieved because it's sorta hiding the crawling clothing trying to undress me in traffic.
After a mile or so of continually redressing myself in traffic and readusting my purse off my neck I head back home defeated.
this is the start of my budda belly poppin out....
Friday I still woke up sore and I was happy about this. I had planned on doing Shape it Up/Hip Hop Abs. I drove the kids to school and started to get the shakes. Then hot. Then shivers.
I raced home in my little blue bug full of bird poo (birds love my car) and race in the door straight to the ladies room. Not even time to pick up a magazine.
You see, the week long Clean Eating excusion finally paid off.
Only then I wasn't hungry all day and as I felt exceptionally sore I took some meds...then I got sick.
really sick ~ only I didn't eat all day so it was just this retched sound with no "effect".
So I missed picking up my race packet for the GEMS race and I missed the race this morning. I'm so bummed. I did make my youngest go get my race packet though. She was a trooper and waited to get it, but got it for me. I bought her a Starbucks.
But, hubby's taking me the the run for cure next weekend. It's a walk, but the whole family is going and that sounds like a lot of fun.
Oh! I put the "right" dress on my background. This is the one that's in my "checkout" to order. I just need to hit "enter" haven't done it yet. I'm so nervous, but I just love this dress....so now my question is to you...which one do you like the best? I'm just curious. I'm getting the floral one because it's best for my complexion, but I just wanna hear your input...
MY dress!!! **www.modcloth.com**
My OTHER dress I want...LOL **www.modcloth.com**
now, to look for shoes.
today's goal IS: I'm going to finish cleaning the house. Laundry. That ever freaking load of laundry. The cuppeth that overfloweth into the halleth laundry.
Tomorrows goal is to finish my final paper on "Wives of stay at home Dads"
and in the interim of both I want to do my DVDs
and maybe even a run....but I won't push that...maybe a treadmill run.
close to the bathroom.
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