RIP Best Feeling in the World

I had such fancy plans this morning! We were to get up at 5 am, leave within a half hour and workout using the begginer workout I found.  Then, we would leave the gym around 6:45 am so I had time to take a shower before work. 

(This is the part where the plan fell apart)

At 5:09 am, I woke with a start to my alarms screaming at me.  One is the high pitched shrieking of a she-beast in heat and the other is this song (which is actually a pretty rad way to wake up).  I turned them off, rolled over and realized that suddenly, I had the most comfortable bed in the world!  It was like I turned over into a magical land where your bed is always the perfect temperature and is made of whipped cream clouds that cradle your body perfectly.   My heart broke as I got up and readied myself for the day.

We finally got to the gym only to find that it doesn't open on the weekends until after 7.  All this planning and I didn't think to check the gym's schedule. That's why people don't let me plan things.  I'd say about 90% of the time, I'll miss one of the most obvious issues (like that it that the gym isn't even open or it might rain or we have something else scheduled that day or that it isn't allowed by the laws of physics...).

To cheer me up, Mr. Husband bought me a delicious cappucino (110 calories for a venti non-fat cappucino at Starbucks!) and joined me for a brisk 20 minute walk around the shopping center.  Even if it wasn't a true workout, it made me feel better that we were out and active on such a nice morning.

I'm bummed I didn't get the chance to try to destroy myself on the elliptical but I am truly heartbroken that perfect blissful comfort was only mine for 6 minutes.  For the rest of my life, I will miss feeling like the cherry on a giant heavenly sundae. 

I'll Take Amorphous Yellow Blobs for $59.95, Alex.

I peeked.  I know I told myself I wouldn't weigh myself for a month, but I lied.  I just couldn't wait! I'm feeling so much better (after 10 days, yeah, I know...) and needed to see if it was all a mental change or if I was actually physically changing too.  The results are in, I be changin' all around, baby!

This is one pound.  Just one ugly pound of nasty human fat.  It's also a replica you can buy here.

So I lost 7 of those. I lost 7 ugly pounds of nasty human fat! Now, I still have a lot more to lose, but lugging around 7 less of those monstrosities is only going to make that easier.  

Speaking of hard work, tomorrow I'm going to try my hand at this workout.  I'm hoping it will be just intense enough that I can leave with enough strength to go to work afterward.

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Elliptical

Well, thank you blog-that-I-haven't-shown-anyone-but-still-act-as-if-is-read-by-thousands.   You inspired some good choices this morning!   

Mr. Husband woke me up promptly at 5:30 am. I was not ecstatic about gym times.  In fact, I was seriously considering "NOT gym times" being the theme of the day as the night before I ate the Mexican Food equivalent of colon blow:  Brown rice and black bean burritos with fiber fortified tortillas. Hey, guys, bad idea! Don't do that!.  Seriously, don't overdo the fiber if you're not used to it; it's not comfortable.

We finally dragged ourselves to the gym but we're both reconsidering this whole "working out on an uneasy stomach" thing.  I'm good enough to go and super dedicated to this WELL READ AND LOVED BY ALL blog that I simply couldn't throw in the towel.   So, I did what any asshole would and made Mr. Husband wait for me in the car. 

Have you ever had a friend that you reconnected with after some time only to find that there's a reason you're not friends anymore? The elliptical and I were BFFs a few years ago. We would hang out for an hour at a time and I'd whine when we were apart for too long. Things have changed between us... After 2 minutes I was already realizing how far apart we had grown.  The elliptical was a stranger and I didn't belong in his life anymore.  I had planned a 20 minute workout, but this was so difficult that I wasn't sure I'd make it. 

I did make it, though! I almost barfed twice and I was exhausted halfway through.  Afterward, I felt like someone had replaced my legs with baby versions of themselves.  I really wish someone 5 times as tall as me could have helped me walk out of the gym (I'd let them use one of these).  As I was alone, unfortunately, I had to handle my own ungraceful exit.  

There you have it, I went to the gym like a good girl and did my full workout because of you.  I also decided that I will be working to condition myself for the San Diego Blood Bank 5k! July 10, I'll be there.  July 9, I'll avoid ODing on fiber.