Just to clear up any confusion this blog will not be about the many faces of the Loch Ness monster. Everyone calls me Nessie. I mean so much so that even when I talk to myself sometimes (don't act like you don't do it) I call myself Nessie, Ness or if whatever I'm doing calls for me to think like a dinosaur, Nestar (ness-tar is how you say it, thanks to Natalie for that gem). Don't ask me what calls for me thinking like a dinosaur.
Also this is the second time I've typed this up. My first one got deleted. That goes on the "lost some" list today. That and my shoulder blade muscles being sore. I can't remember or spell what Darin told me they were. So shoulder blade muscles it is. Not sure how to fix it so obviously the answer is to lay in my bed all weekend.
I slept in, got up and watched boy meets world, then went to ab-tech (that was my first mistake) to read through some stuff while Rebecca was in class, then I went and worked out then met Myra and Denise out in Asheville. Also, I think I need to work on my "for the love of all that is good and holy SHUT UP" face, because apparently to the creep next to me in the open lab at gayb-tech, thought it looked a lot like my "tell me more" face. He kept talking about catching the bus. THEN GO CATCH IT. Please. I'm not good with awkward conversations with people I don't know.
Moving on to the workout which is obviously the point of this blog. Today was fabulous. We started out on the bike, which was fine by me because I really didn't feel like getting off of it. We did 5 sprint intervals, then slowed down. We did dumbbell flys, which are on the list of my favorite exercises, then this thing on the smith machine, which I really do need to step up the drama because apparently my "this is easy" face looks a lot like my "this is more challenging than I originally expected" face. The weight got increased every. single. set. Granted, the first two weren't exactly the heaviest things I've ever felt but they also weren't like I was using pillows for weights either. Though that would be fine too. Anyways, after that we did straight arm pulls and lat pull downs, also a crowd pleaser. and by crowd I mean me. Then we did bird dogs and dirty dogs, and can I just say that I'm not a canine. I have the coordination of a three legged donkey, and I just don't like anything I have to really think about (obviously). Then we ended the party with some step ups which was fine by me as long as I can still stand on the step at the end. I really do think it's fun haha. It's the little things.
Speaking of. Today I went to the mall to shop around for a few minutes because I have a problem. Anyways, I went to see my friend Jer at Gap, and I found this shirt I loved and kept eyeing it. I finally decided the worst that could happen was it wouldn't fit and I would keep my 20$. annnnnnnnd it fit. I literally cried in the dressing room I was so happy. It may be a small thing to some people but I haven't been able to wear clothes from Gap OR American Eagle but I can now. Which makes all this hard stuff worth it. That alone should make me go to boot camp tomorrow but I am just not feeling it. I feel like if I'm gonna go and not give 100% why go at all? I'm just going to be miserable for 45 minutes. That might be the wrong attitude but that's kinda how I feel right now. Also, my grandma is in the hospital again so I may just go stay with her for a while and do the couch to 5k + weights tomorrow at Mission's gym. I'm getting back on track this week with my food choices. I'm 2 pounds away from another goal! but anyways, that's enough rambling for one post. Below is the story of my life and my first (most likely of many) Gap shirts! :)
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