Around and around we go.

welcome back to your regular programming of snark and complaints. And me taking up blog space rambling about my life. But I got a really nice response to my 55 post, which, thank you all for that :) to celebrate losing 55lbs I'm eating a pack of nutter butter cookies as I write this post. Put your guns down, that's a joke. I make those from time to time. Though joking about eating cookies on a blog about losing weight is generally punishable by death. Moving on.

Today there aren't that many complaints other than I'm really tired and I still hate doing squats. Today was tricky. We started out with a merry go round of the incline press, a seated row and cleans and presses. Though things kept changing. Like Instead of the 10lbs during the first round of cleans and presses, I got a 12.5, then because I really just can't keep my mouth shut sometimes, I moved up from 15 to a 20lb on the incline press. Luckily I love the incline press and I use 15s when I go to missions gym, and I think the seated row went up 10lbs too. I believe we did 3 rounds of that. Then. Here's where it gets tricky. We did a less than merry go round, more like a blow my brains out round of effin bosu ball burpees and the squat and press with the cables. The bosu ball burpees aren't on my list of 5 exercises I hate, but that stinkin squat is. Actually, squats are #2 on my list, and it's an umbrella item that covers any kind of squat imaginable. Hack squats, goblet squats, plié squats, the stupid squats with the cables, the push and press, anything that has a squat in it is covered by that term and it's a safe bet to assume I would rather do pretty much anything else than squat. Including chewing razor blades and then swishing with pure alcohol. That little go round was pretty high up on the scale of 1-fuck this. I only had to do it twice though. So I mean there was SOME mercy shown. Then we did step ups with a kick back and lateral hops. We rounded out the party with 3 rounds of the lat pull down, straight arm pulls and face pulls. I actually love all the above. My top 5 favorite exercises are the incline press, dumb bell flys, the hulks, 45 degree lat pull downs and shoulder presses. I have yet to find a lower body exercise I love. Though, get this. So I went to the gym Wednesday and it was crowded as allllllll get out. But I was like I'm here. Might as well do something. I bought this fitness Rx magazine in the gift shop because Nicole Wilkins was in it and I love her. But this exercise has this super formal sounding name, but obviously I changed it, but the picture is below (its not Nicole doing, I don't know who that girl is) and I call them supermans. My posterior chain hurt from Tuesday and doing those didn't help matters but I really was lovin life, and I think they're lower body. Anyways, I like them. Which probably means I'm doing them wrong. Also. When I'm "done" and I've reached my goal weight and all that jazz, I want to look like this girl (picture below) except I kinda don't think that will work seeing as my back looks like I got in a fight with Edward Scissorhands and lost. I have one long scar from the base of my neck to the small of my back an then about a 8 inch scar on my right hip where they took a bone graft. Cute, I know. Actually I'm really self conscious about them. But anyways, that's not the point. The point is, this I need muscles like this.

I feel like we cram a lot in to 45 minutes. And it's weird to think about how my definition of a successful gym trip has changed. Like how much I got done on Wednesday on what I would call an off day and how much I did on a good day back in June or July is a night and day difference.

I'm home alone for the weekend and I am thrilled! I got 3 books from the library today (see below) and that's my plan for the weekend. With maybe a gym trip and some food involved. I laid in the car and read the first 80 pages of "the end of your life book club" while Rebecca worked out with Darin and when I got out to go in I was in what I call a "book coma". It's where I get so involved in a book, and start reading and lose track of time (had I not set an alarm on my phone I would have never went inside O3) and forget the world keeps on going while that happens haha. That's actually how my eyes went so bad, so says my eye doctor. When I was in elementary school through like 8th grade I would stay up past my bedtime and read in the dark. I mean like pitch black. That's the price you pay I guess haha.

Now that I've rambled enough to keep you all busy for a good 20 minutes, I'm going to read until I fall asleep. I'm ouuuut!