She Says Tomato

Lunch today was such a hodgepodge…I’m lucky my stomach is patient with me. At least it was a healthy hodgepodge though, right?

2 stuffed clams (mildly freezer burned)

1 English cucumber

1 stick of string cheese

1 container of diced peaches

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0% sense of cohesion

BBQ for lunch and dinner = cardio for breakfast. Luckily, I had the gym to myself and and a little Biggie Smalls to get me through it.

In other news, I wouldn’t recommend using Chapstick that’s been sitting in your hot car all day. Doesn’t quite live up to the ‘smooth application’ it promises.

The creepers…creepin on me at 3am. Note the lack of direct eye contact.

Can it really be that there are NO OTHER available surfaces upon which to sleep besides my sweet self?

I have had a whirlwind of a travel schedule over the past 2 months. In Feb/March, I was in Iceland. That was my trip to see a truly foreign country, get a stamp in the passport, see cool things in nature and experience a different culture.

At the end of April, I spent a quick two days in Omaha, Nebraska. That was a fun trip of fine foods, fine wines…and the zoo. (our at-home wine tasting)

Just a week after I returned from Nebraska, I was headed off to sunny Cancun for my final relaxing destination. A week on the beach in the sun…oh, and all of the booze.

Now I’m back to work, back to real life, back to 5 day work weeks, and back to my best friends: tofu and raw veggies. Yesterday I even had a romp with the elliptical and stationary bike before work. Can’t stop me, yo.

…that if you type “sausage” into the search window for Weight Watchers recipes, there are 69 options?

Interesting.

This is the paper calender I made for myself and have hanging at home. I put it on the back of the front door, which is not only visible from the kitchen and living room, but is also the last thing I see before I leave the house in the morning. Excellent reminder.

Plus, I like making bizarre checklists/charts/5th grade-style things.

If for some strange reason the picture doesn’t make things crystal clear, here’s the summary:

Checks: 18/21

I’m able to get a check per day for eating only one carb, drinking 7 bottles of water, and tracking everything in WW.

X’s: 4

I missed my mark 4 times (twice due to an extra carb, twice for water)

Minimum 30 mins of cardio 3x per week: 2/3 (both running)

Minimum 15 mins muscle/toning 3x per week: 3/3

Weight lost: 0.8 lbs

I think it was a good start. I feel better and more in control of things, and the muscle/toning workouts are making me feel like a (sore) gladiator. Now it’s a new week. Fresh start. I’m going to Nebraska from Saturday to Monday (for fun if you can believe it) which will present some challenges, but I’m up for it.

Meetings and I do not get along well.

For serious? I laughed right out loud….then promptly shushed myself with a big woolly scarf because bitch, I’M in charge.

No but seriously…I would pay to see this happen in real life.

I was watching the Bruins/Caps game yesterday afternoon and feeling anxious because…well, the game was ridiculously stressful and also because I hadn’t worked out all day. I had cleaned my house, done laundry and seen every single thing there was to see on the interwebs, but had not yet worked out. Even after my own pep talk on Saturday about working out on the weekends! The SHAME.

So, seeing as my weight watchers days start at 5pm and I needed to get in a third weekly muscle/toning workout per my 30 day weight loss challenge, at 4:45 I started in with my new favorite, the Under the Sea workout. I told myself I would continue to go through the 10 or so exercises, adding in 5 pushups in between each set, until the game was over.

Of course the game went into overtime.

I went through the workout three times, then grabbed some weights and did every kind of arm exercise you can fathom in succession until the game was over. Forty-five minutes (and a black and gold victory!) later, my core/ass/back/hips/arms/everything were burning so bad I was left laying on the floor, sweating and sputtering profanities. This morning I thought for a while that I was nauseous, but I think it’s just that all of the muscles from my knees to my shoulders are in revolt.

Damn you (thank you), Bruins.

As my run progressed earlier, I felt like my Garmin heart rate monitor was bothering my rib area. I kept fussing with it and eventually forgot about it.

Just got out of the shower and saw the damage, which is quickly turning itself into a beauty of a bruise. What the what?

How does this:

Make this?

Sorry for the gross up-close isolated skin picture…given the location of the cut in between my boob and belly (neither of which anyone needs to see), that was my only option.