Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Today is Day 2 of my Insanity workout. There are literally no words to describe the feeling I had halfway through the video. I could barely do the push-ups, my legs kicking back were limp. I was focusing on the small paint chip that has flaked off on my wall I never noticed before. I couldn't hear or cared to hear what Shaun was telling me to do. I was just trying to focus on doing the correct form as many times as I could before we switched to the next position. My cat kept peaking into the room and would occasionally walk through the room carefully as to avoid getting side swiped. I was in so much pain I couldn't talk. But I couldn't quit either. I had to keep going.
It. Was. Hard.
I don't think I have felt this way since High School in basketball practice. There is even a part of it that you squat, jump up, and shoot a basketball. Not a real one, but you act like you are. That gave me a boost of energy.
This is by far the hardest workout, but I'm going to do it. And go insane.
Monday, March 29, 2010
It's Monday and I have a million things to do. Of course I will focus on work first...but it makes it hard when there are other fun things to do that also have to get done this week!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
I think you can see where this blog is going....here is the rest of the year!
This is my favorite picture from the last 12 months. Not only is it because it as a Mavs game, and it has Preston. It is the best picture because it is about an hour after he proposed to me and I said yes. This is the only picture I have from that night of the 2 of us. I wish I had taken more pictures, but let's be real. Do you reallllly think taken photos was the most important thing on my mind?
Thursday, March 11, 2010
The game started out slow, but then picked up. It was exciting when someone got a Bunco. Like myself, for example, hehehehe. I got 3 Buncos last night!!! I was the Bunco winner and got this awesome bamboo wind chime. As soon as I got home it was put up in my back yard. I slept with my bedroom window open hopeing I could hear it talk to me. Alas, there was no wind and I'm on the 2nd floor. All I got was a dry thoart and stuffy nose this morning from the cool allergy filled air in my room.
Thank you Kristin for organizing and hosting Bunco. I can't wait to play again on the 31st. I've got to practice my rolling skillz.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
A death by workout, take your money, and run program. My friend Adrienne completed it and says it 100% works and is worth it. I'm scared.
I may or may not talk about it on here. Depending on my success or failure. I dare you to do it too. (Durbin. I double dog dare you.)
p.s. this totally goes against everything I said in my blog called Envy. nice.
Monday, March 8, 2010
I hate driving long distance. It is so boring. Preston and I tried to pass the time by eating Starburst but he would give me one and without looking I would have to guess what flavor was in my mouth. That lasted about 15 mins.
Then we played the "what radio station can we get?" That was fun as we heard a lot of old school jr. high songs that made us laugh.
This morning I'm regreting our stay at Cafe Ole until 4pm, but wouldn't change it. I just think I shouldn't have to work anymore. Just a free ride to life please.
Thank you America.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
In my 20's I found running. It was no big deal for me to wake up after a night of going out in college and run 3 miles around Stillwater. That moved into 10k, and 15k's, by the time I was 25. It was so easy to come home from work, change clothes, grab a Power Bar and head to my apartment gym to run a minium of 5 miles while I watch an episode of Friends reruns. I wasn't even dead afterwards. I usually would shower and then meet friends out for dinner or drinks. I even remeber one time running from my apartment in Lakewood on Abrams to my friends apartment on Peak/Live Oak. Seriously???
So, now in my 30's I have come to the conclusion that I'm an eliptical person. After all those years of running and falling on the hard basketball court, combinded with the miles and miles I put on my body of running in my 20's my left knee is done. It has taken it's little knee size white flag, tied it around the 2 screws that live in that knee and started waving. The last race I did was in December, it was 5 miles and I have never felt more pain in my left knee in my life! Even after I ripped my ACL in half. I pushed on through and tried not to complain...but it HURT. It aches when it's cold and if I have it bendt to long it pops and snaps when I unbend it. Nothing's wrong with it, it is fine. It's just old and has been repaired...13 years ago. It's not perfect.
I now envy myself and everything I didn't appreciate. I wish I had worn my bathing suit more in my 20's instead of hiding behind a tanktop and skirt on the edge of the boat. I wish I would have bought the sundress that was so cute on the hanger but I felt like my arms looked flabby. So silly now that I look back.
Instead, I will put on my white tennis shoes and proudfully step on the eliptical next to the 23 year tiny thing that is on mile 6 and chatting on her phone not even out of breath. I will rock my power walk and start looking into yoga. My goals now are to just stay toned and do cardio at least 3 times a week for at least 30 mins. That's all I ask of myself...but it is still so hard.
Especially with St. Patricks day coming up. Hellllllo Greenville Ave!