Wednesday, March 28, 2012
The Mr and I went to Vegas - check another item off his bucket list!
I felt fabulous going, during and after the trip. I no longer felt like the fat chick standing to the side trying to fit in. I dressed sexy, I felt sexy and I lived in the moment. I ate, drank, went to the hot tub, road ATV's in The Valley of Fire, I rocked it at the Blue Martini, I giggled as we walked across the boarder of NV & AZ at the Hoover Dam, I walked until my feet were numb and I got a tattoo at Hart & Huntington from Dizzle!
Hoover Dam . . .
All the pools at the Hard Rock were like ice so we stuck with the hot tubs. I had a moment of panic when six, VERY fit, VERY muscular guys joined our hot tub. There was NO WHERE to hide. What did do, smiled and said hello.
To me, there's nothing sexier than a confident woman! Ya, that was me . . .
Yup, I enjoyed a drink or two, HA!
The Valley of Fire. We had a perfect day to ride.
It's all fun and games until someone flips their ATV. The rider likely broker her collar bone & had other trauma. She, and her family, were dropped off at the ER on our way back into town.
The newest tattoo. A tribute to my Lil' Sara who passed on 12-7-11
Johnny Smalls for Tapas. I couldn't pass up the grilled peanut butter & jelly sandwich. SINFUL! The food here will be talked about for years to come. What made it better, it was included in our groupon.com purchase for the Hard Rock stay.
Walking the strip . . . six straight hours of walking! SIX!!
The Mr and the girls . . .
The smallest of walk breaks . . .
I was ALL done . . .
We did not win here but the Mr actually paid for part of the trip with his winnings. YA!
I turned a lot of head when I stepped out for the night. I felt great and glamorous!
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Dealing with the jealous and envious friend is a hard thing to do and it's exhausting. It would seem everything is all about them or so they'd like you and the world to believe that. It can get even more complicated when you call them out and they start back pedaling.
I've got a lot going on in my world:
-A husband that is spiraling into a depression because he can't make it back home anytime soon.
-Moving the business within 30 days to a new location/city with little to no help.
-Changing gyms & figuring out a new workout schedule.
-Figuring out a new transbay commute.
-Trying to be gracious to family members who want to "pop-in" for a visit without checking with us re: our schedules.
-Trying to keep the house hold budget on track so the debt I want to pay off can be gone within the next three months.
-Trying not to loose me in the process and become crushed by the weight of all the responsibilities.
-Managing people, or at least trying to, at my office who feel they can get by with doing as little as possible in the hopes someone else will do the rest for them.
-Dealing with the Jealous friend wanting more of my time because she is no longer in a relationship, no longer happy in her personal or work life and wants me to "fix" it all BUT doesn't want to expend any energy nor has any money to do anything because she's an addict. OMG!!!!
This is the response from my jealous friend after I honestly answered the question of how am I doing today: "Well ... that is all bummer news! All I can say is @ least u got 2 get away!! I've got all the same sh!t, different day, & NO vaca n YEARS."
Truth is her life is hard and it gets harder every single day. Her life is NOTHING like mine but I don't judge. AND NO, she hasn't had a vacation in years but that's of her own making. NEWS FLASH: When you're an uneducated, unskilled, addict life will be hard! I can't change that for her nor will I feel bad because my life is different. I found her response to be self centered. I'm tired of it always being about her and having to sit through yet another pity party. Thanks, I'm taking my party hat and going home now.
This my friends is me venting, trying to get it out of my system so it doesn't bog me down. I've got to stay focused on the tasks at hand!
I'm blissfully look forward to Yoga tonight!! I shall find my center and my inner peace.
NEXT BLOG: A happy tale about a hot chick in Vegas!!!
Friday, March 16, 2012
Mr H, my boss, has ALWAYS supported my wellness journey. He watched as I shed my first 100 lbs. and supports me while I struggle mentally in the midst of a looooooooong plateau. When he made the final decision that our office would move into San Francisco he KNEW my workout schedule would be affected. He has watched over the years in complete amazement as I trundle off to the gym, without fail, in the evenings to attend fitness classes.
This week he started making noise about the office paying for my gym membership in the city. I just rolled my eyes and figured it was puffery. Today he confirmed that the office will in fact pay for the membership and he has picked the very place he'd like "us" to go. Well alrighty then! *STANDS UP FOR A HAPPY DANCE*
Keep in mind, with all his kindness and concern, this will of course benefit him AND the office! He knows my workouts are important and keep me sane. He knows I'll keep my regular hours at the new office and won't dart out right at 5:00/5:30 to catch a bus back home to make it to my current gym IF I have a gym membership steps away from the new office. He's right! Without having to worry about getting to the bus and across the bay to workout will benefit him greatly. It doesn't lessen my commute time but it sure cuts down on the mental strain.
The gym he wants us to join is minutes away from the potential new office space and has a POOL! I've not been a member of gym with a pool for close to 14 years ... oh the joys of having a pool.
Here is a link to the possible new gym: *SO PRETTY AND FUNCTIONAL*
I looked at the class schedule - do able. I can even take a few classes, if planned out right, on my lunch hour. I'm excited about my future options. Once we have inked the lease for the new space I'll go check out the gym live and in person. This gym doesn't have Zumba classes but that's an easy fix. I can go to my current gym as a guest of a fitness friend and pay $5 for the class there or go to the other Zumba studios on Saturdays.
I'm excited, very excited.
* TO BE CONTINUED *
Thursday, March 15, 2012
As I put my workout shoes on last night I immediately knew I had brought the wrong pair of socks, they were too thin. I forged ahead and check-in for Zumba. As class took off I noticed my feet were slipping about in my shoes and by the end of the class my feet were completely fatigued. When I felt my arches start to ache I backed off the higher impact moves so I wouldn't hurt myself. I left the gym early again last night due to both arches being tender. Boo, Hiss
LIGHT BULB MOMENT: Toss the skimpy socks and stock up on thick plush ones.
SIDE NOTE: I have a few pair of thick plushy socks that I bought when I was running regularly. They DO make a difference! Sadly, last night I had forgot to put a thick pair in my gym bag . . .
My hunt continues for new shoes and NOW new socks.
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