Monday, March 11, 2013

Riddle me this.

So here's the thing. According to the scale just a few minutes ago....I'm down a pound and some change. WHICH, I'm not retarded, I know weighing yourself in the evening isn't the best idea, but I get curious a few times a day. Let's not judge, but I'm hoping the same holds true tomorrow morning. My short term homework is to start eating 2 tablespoons of peanut butter twice a day, which sounded great. This morning was fine, but this afternoon I just wasn't interested. I had a rice cake before I worked out today though. I say that like rice cakes are full of nutrients and that just fixes everything. I do love rice cakes though.

Also. I'm kinda committed to this whole color run thing since now Darin is involved and I pre-registered. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek. That's where I would insert a "wtf is wrong with me?!" face. But seriously. Riddle me this. I've never really been able to run a mile without stopping so why would I decide to try and run 3? I'm kinda not sure how this is gonna work. I'm taking comfort in the fact that it's not until mid-October. I did c25k on Saturday and Sunday but it's not really working for me. First of all, I'm really bad to experiment with the incline and speed...which I'm not super sure you're supposed to do. I'm really just using the timer. I thought I was going to meet my maker Sunday night though, and now my leg hurts which is another story and problem in and of itself and I think we all know I'm a worrier, so in my irrational mind I'm fairly sure my ankle is never going to do what it's supposed to. Long story short, I broke my ankle something awful when I was 17 and I had a walking cast that forced me to turn my foot in a weird direction to walk. Then in all my infinite 17 year old wisdom, I just didn't go to physical therapy because I can be as stubborn as a 2 headed mule and now I have reason to believe that because my foot is turned out when I walk, that's causing my leg to hurt when I "run"... yeaaaa poor teenage decisions! I'd love to talk to me as a 17 year old. I can only imagine what kind of fun I was to deal with.

Anyways, more riddles, my mind is still kinda blown that the incline press and push ups are similar movements. Since when?! Probably since forever...but now that I think about it, I don't really know how that didn't click...but let's be clear, incline presses are always superior to push ups. There were incline presses, step ups, slams, toe taps and stretching galore today.

I've also thought about taking up yoga once or twice a week. Asheville Community Yoga is actually pretty close to my house (and by that I mean not completely in Asheville) and they have beginner classes every day. I'm just not sure how beginner, beginner is...and I get nervous about going to new places. It's a thought though and I feel like it would benefit me in more ways than 1. But we'll see.

Let's talk about my shopping spree this weekend, too. Not only did I buy 2 pairs of running shorts, I got a pair of pants at old navy....straight off the shelf. Which. I won't embarrass myself by announcing what size they were, but I can't tell you (and I know it's been 8 years) the last time that I've been able to walk in a store, pick a pair of pants up and they fit. Like they're supposed to, and they actually look decent. I picked up this particular pair to see how close I was to being able to fit in another size and I didn't expect them to fit. So I was REALLY shocked when I buttoned them. I also haven't worn in a pair of shorts in about 8 years...and I just wore them to the gym so it's nothing huge but it was different. It was a weekend of progress.

I never realize how much I have going on until I sit down and write it out haha. Also I'm not sure why but it's taking me progressively longer to get ready in the mornings. Like you all needed to know that. Anyways, after all that rambling I'm going to need some dinner. So there you have it, another installment of this girl needs to stop blogging comes to a close.✌

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