(written Sunday, 7/24/11)
I don’t know what is wrong with me lately. I have been exercising all week. I have been eating right (well, mostly…up until last night and today). I’m just sort of down in the dumps. Chad calls it weird brain chemicals. Maybe that’s his obtuse way of saying that I am hormonal?
I haven’t felt much like taking photos or writing. But here’s a little (or way too much) of what’s been happening the last few days.
Breakfast on Friday, Saturday, Sunday (today)…
Hmmmm. Maybe the fact that my life is super boring is the problem?
Friday, July 22nd:
Not a good day. Had some private family issues in the morning which put me in a bad place mentally. I was hoping that sweating it out would help.
I picked Cal up from his sleepover and the boys and I headed to the gym. My gym finally got WiFi. I’m sure it’s because I put it in the suggestion box two years ago when I first got a smart phone. Glad to know they listen to their members. They also got a Facebook fan page. Welcome to the 2010’s, Lifestyle Family Fitness North St. Pete.
I did 30 minutes on the elliptical, then Bodypump.
See the freak bending over behind me? The man in yoga pants and a t-shirt? That man has personal space/boundary issues, apparently among other issues. He was totally crowding me at the weight rack. He was right up on me, so I turned around and looked at him strangely and slightly stepped aside. He stepped right up and got his weights (even though obviously I was in the middle of getting mine and was not finished). Weirdo. His weirdo-ness was confirmed by one of my gym buddies with whom I conferred. The other guy standing behind me, however, was really nice and I had a discussion with him on the merits of wearing toe-socks with your Vibram five-fingers. I think I need some thin toe-socks.
I still felt crappy after sweating, so I hoped lunch would help. I made a yummy ham and cheese salad wrap.
Never did really feel better. Yet more private family issues in the afternoon just made things worse. Sorry to be cryptic, but I can’t talk about everything on the blog when other people are involved. I’m sure it is a shocker that my life is not perfect, but it’s not. It’s probably also a shocker that I don’t blab everything on the blog, but I don’t.
For dinner I made a beef and broccoli stir-fry, but didn’t take a picture. Just not feeling it.
In the evening I went to a jewelry party co-hosted by a friend. It was fun and I tried to make myself feel better by buying some jewelry. It didn’t work, but maybe I’ll feel better when my jewelry is delivered? I did enjoy seeing my friends and drinking a skinny girl margarita and eating some petit fours. I didn’t take pictures, so obviously I wasn’t feeling much better, but the margarita was good.
Saturday, July 23rd:
I got up super early to meet my IRunMommies group for a run downtown. I screwed my Garmin up slightly again, but the stats are (more or less) on my “Still Running” page. I did the same distance and route as last time, about 3.8 miles. I know these pictures are repetitive but this route at sunrise is unbelievably gorgeous and I couldn’t resist taking more pictures.
I’m really glad to have this group to keep me motivated to run during this summer heat when my running motivation seems to be at an all-time low.
After my boring breakfast (see the first photo in this post) I was ready to head to the gym. Chad was mowing the lawn and the boys were outside playing. Cal invented the triple-decker skateboard driveway luge, which looks really safe.
I rode my bike to the gym for the first time in a while. It felt nice. I really do love biking.
Here is the six lanes of traffic I have to cross to get to the gym…
I got to the gym just in time for Bodyflow.
After class I worked with the instructor for a minute trying to figure out Crane Pose, or Bakasana, which is supposed to look like this:
But I think the closest I can get to it is this:
After biking home I made lunch, which was salmon salad I made from some smoked salmon I found in the fridge which was about 6 days past the “use by” date. It didn’t make me sick, so that’s good. It was actually really delicious. I love smoked salmon and could NOT throw it out just because of a silly little date stamp.
I also had a few of these:
which are really awesome. Chad brought them home from the grocery this morning along with some new flowers. I’m afraid of these chips. Danger Will Robinson.
I spent the afternoon doing laundry and watching television. Chad went out to the beach for a sleepover poker night with some of his friends. Jillian Z. came over to babysit with Joey in tow because I was headed out for a Secret Society meeting.
The Secret Society did not meet in June and I think I missed it in May, or it didn’t meet then either. You can click on the “Secret Society” link in my “Stuff I Blog About” section in the sidebar if you want to see other fascinating meetings.
Somebody made me drive her there, because that’s the price of her friendship.
Last night’s theme was “Red, White & Blue” because it’s July, even though Independence Day seems like it was months ago.
I was looking good.
I wore my fancy pants.
There was lots of health food, including fried cheese sticks, McDonald’s cheeseburgers and chicken nuggets, cheese curls and chocolate overload cake. I’m not sure what that veggie platter is doing there. One of these things is not like the other.
There were two different varieties of meatballs, so I had to do a meatball-off to determine the best.
I don’t know why it looks like eating meatballs was painful. I actually couldn’t pick a winner because one was barbecue and spicy and the other was sweet with that grape jelly sauce. It was like comparing apples to oranges.
There were the usual mystical rituals, but tonight included welcoming two new initiates into the society.
Welcome, ladies. I hope you weren’t expecting maturity or decorum. It’s not that kind of Secret Society. For the record I consumed no alcohol at this meeting. Just lots of meatballs.
Sunday, July 24th (today):
Stupid brain chemicals. I felt more upbeat yesterday, but today the doldrums are back. Why? Why? I went to the gym this morning and did 40 minutes on the elliptical, then Bodypump.
The whole time I just wanted to quit and go home, but I didn’t. I am back to my pre-sabbatical weights and felt strong, just not enthusiastic. I have felt like I should get back to doing my 1-mile “fast runs” on the treadmill, but I haven’t been able to bring myself to do it. That crap is HARD, people. Thus, the 40 minutes on the elliptical.
I ate most of the rest of the dangerous bag of jalapeno Sun Chips today, but surprisingly that really didn’t improve my mood.
This post is so long and rambling and stupid. I think I’ve forgotten how to blog properly, if I ever knew.