Day 231: Making a run of it
Tuesday, February 05, 2013
I'm just going to take three minutes to thank everybody for all of the comments and support lately - especially on the protein shake blog - I know the whole 'weight gain' thing is a fallacy; but, it doesn't take the fear of 'bulking up' away!
One of the things I did realize from that blog is that I am almost vehemently opposed to 'natural' eating. You know, like, going organic or that kind of thing. First off - Organic is expensive. Second off, for me to go from a powder-shake to a food-based shake takes up more time.
I'll say it for the millionth time: I just don't cook, peeps. I don't do it. Some day, when I'm rich and famous I'll have a staff to cook and clean for me. Until that happens I'll just have to make due with pre-made tuna salad, powder-based protein shakes, and Subway six inch subs.
This week is going to be insane. Outside of having been hit with a wave of hormones yesterday (stupid girly-things) I've also planned a lot on my plate. First and foremost, I have a 5 mile hill run tonight. It's actually through the neighborhood I grew up in, so it's going to be AWESOME! Tomorrow morning at 6AM is my new cross-training for runners class. I'm stoked. I just hope that I'm not too fat/weak to be able to do the exercises well. I'm quite certain that they're not expecting someone like me at this class. On top of what I've planned workout wise I also just got crapped on (again) at work. I don't mind the long nights / fire drills; I just hope this one is a bit more planned out than the last one. It's always nice to see the crap-storm coming, though. I'm going to make a run of this week - slow, steady, paced, planned, and measured. I can totally fit all of this in if I just focus on what I'm doing as I'm doing it.
In other news, looking to chop all my hair off - I just can't take it anymore!
So far I'm on track for my plan - even if the scale still has me two pounds up from last week's low.
Oh, I did have ice cream for dinner last night.
Yeah, the ice cream is no longer welcome in my home.