And by Tuesday, I, of course, meant Wednesday. Also, I'm off on my numbers once again. There was a rest day in there when I didn't blog, so that's where the missing number is.
So, I lost my momentum in Rockford. You know what? I'm totally fine with that. I went with the best of intentions, and what happened was my vacation was turning into my regular life, just in a different place. I was not digging that at all. I get to go away once a year, and I decided it was best for my sanity to really, really go away. It felt fabulous.
I weighed in this morning to assess the damage of no exercise for 9 days and eating with reckless abandon. No weight loss. No weight gain. I get to start right where I left off. Good for me. Core seemed a good place to "start over" since it's where I started in the first place. I felt slightly creaky this morning, but none the worse for the wear. I did my best, forgot the rest and put those boxes on those shelves in my back yard just like I've been doing for 11 weeks.
Now I'm a bit behind where I wanted to be, but I'll be done before I know it. I'll be full-on marathon training before the month is out. I have a 5K at the end of September to jumpstart everything and also to kick off Oktoberfest. That's right. A 5K that ends with beer. You just can't beat that!
Day 75: Brought.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Day 73: Shoulders and Arms
Well, okay, yes. I did miss a few days. That's a bummer, but I really and truly do not care. This weekend was perfection times four, and I wouldn't change a thing.
Saturday was the 2nd annual golf memorial for my amazing Uncle Jim. I simply cannot tell you how much that man meant to me and how much I miss him. When you communicate with someone on an almost daily basis, and that communication is suddenly gone, it takes a long, long time to fill that hole. Maybe you never can. So far, it's a gaping chasm still. So to be able to spend an entire day with my aunt and cousins and people who knew and loved him and to reminisce and laugh and cry together was better than anything Tony Horton has to offer.
Yesterday was a low day for me. You come off a high like that, and you go into a sort of funk. I just wallowed in it, and I think that's okay. I just needed to. I don't wallow often about Uncle Jim, but once in a while, I do. I spent the day eating junk and being cranky. Then I went to bed early.
Today, I worked. The funk is clearing. Friends are coming. The sun is shining. It's going to be a great day. Well, it will be great when I find some Benadryl to slather over my body that has been attacked by the Illinois state insect. Damn mosquitoes.
Day 73: Brought.
Saturday was the 2nd annual golf memorial for my amazing Uncle Jim. I simply cannot tell you how much that man meant to me and how much I miss him. When you communicate with someone on an almost daily basis, and that communication is suddenly gone, it takes a long, long time to fill that hole. Maybe you never can. So far, it's a gaping chasm still. So to be able to spend an entire day with my aunt and cousins and people who knew and loved him and to reminisce and laugh and cry together was better than anything Tony Horton has to offer.
Yesterday was a low day for me. You come off a high like that, and you go into a sort of funk. I just wallowed in it, and I think that's okay. I just needed to. I don't wallow often about Uncle Jim, but once in a while, I do. I spent the day eating junk and being cranky. Then I went to bed early.
Today, I worked. The funk is clearing. Friends are coming. The sun is shining. It's going to be a great day. Well, it will be great when I find some Benadryl to slather over my body that has been attacked by the Illinois state insect. Damn mosquitoes.
Day 73: Brought.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Day 72: Plyo
And I'm back! Yesterday was our big travel day, and I decided not to try and squeeze in a workout before leaving. It was just too much. However, I must have walked at least 4 miles in the airport while lugging a lot of extra weight, so that's got to count for a 5K at least. I remember when I used to be able to travel with just a purse. Those were the days.
This is a bit of a milestone day, my friends. In the past 10 years of visiting Rockford, I've always said that I will workout, and somehow, I've never managed to do it (It's not really a mystery. I've been lazy.). Today, however, I got up, got on my workout clothes and did my plyo. Rock on, me.
Turns out plyo is slightly scarier when you don't have 10 foot ceilings. In fact, it's downright dangerous when you have about 7 1/2 foot ceilings. Remember when you're a kid and all you want to be able to do is jump up and hit the ceiling? Yeah, I've totally accomplished that and would like to be short again. Still, easy enough to modify.
Did you know that ripping off half your pinky toenail is painful? You did? Well, did you know that certain plyo moves that have you jumping on just one foot with a ripped-off toenail are completely excruciating? You didn't? Well, you should give plyo a try so you can relate. I don't recommend the ripping off of the toenail. That's just dumb.
Day 72: Brought.
This is a bit of a milestone day, my friends. In the past 10 years of visiting Rockford, I've always said that I will workout, and somehow, I've never managed to do it (It's not really a mystery. I've been lazy.). Today, however, I got up, got on my workout clothes and did my plyo. Rock on, me.
Turns out plyo is slightly scarier when you don't have 10 foot ceilings. In fact, it's downright dangerous when you have about 7 1/2 foot ceilings. Remember when you're a kid and all you want to be able to do is jump up and hit the ceiling? Yeah, I've totally accomplished that and would like to be short again. Still, easy enough to modify.
Did you know that ripping off half your pinky toenail is painful? You did? Well, did you know that certain plyo moves that have you jumping on just one foot with a ripped-off toenail are completely excruciating? You didn't? Well, you should give plyo a try so you can relate. I don't recommend the ripping off of the toenail. That's just dumb.
Day 72: Brought.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Dayless Day
Well, folks, it was bound to happen, and today it did. I simply did not workout. I gave into my overly tired self and just stayed in bed. No reason. My pain from yesterday is nil today (horray!). I just got to thinking about all I had to accomplish today, and I didn't do it.
Tomorrow I will try my hardest. We fly out to Illinois tomorrow, and doing P90X will involve a really early wake-up call on a really long travel day. We'll see how late I'm up tonight.
So, big fail today, but since I made it 71 days before failing, I won't even worry one more second about it.
Dayless Day: It is what it is. :-)
Tomorrow I will try my hardest. We fly out to Illinois tomorrow, and doing P90X will involve a really early wake-up call on a really long travel day. We'll see how late I'm up tonight.
So, big fail today, but since I made it 71 days before failing, I won't even worry one more second about it.
Dayless Day: It is what it is. :-)
Monday, August 15, 2011
Day 71: Chest and Back; Ab Ripper X
Ugh! 71 days in, and I snapped something. The whole right side of my chest is in a state of ouchi-ness, and it's creeping into my neck. What the heck did I do? I really don't know, but I'm going to be okay. I hope. It's frustrating, though. Not so much that I have to deal with the pain but because I would like to think I'm smart enough to not hurt myself at this point in the game. It was during a push-up set. The James Bond one. They're officially called "Dive Bombers," and in going down, I heard a pop and a rush of pain. Frustrating!
I'm glad tomorrow's plyo. I can work around a chest injury pretty easily in that one. We'll see about the rest of the week. I promise I won't push it, but I am also not quitting or taking a break. I'm way too close to the end for that!
My pal, Miss E, saw a backyard with shelves yesterday on her run! I am excited about that. She said there were no boxes on them, so I'm left to conclude that there are people in that house who have not been properly trained in the art of backyard-box-lifting-to-the-shelves. It really is a skill that requires much training.
Day 71: Brought.
I'm glad tomorrow's plyo. I can work around a chest injury pretty easily in that one. We'll see about the rest of the week. I promise I won't push it, but I am also not quitting or taking a break. I'm way too close to the end for that!
My pal, Miss E, saw a backyard with shelves yesterday on her run! I am excited about that. She said there were no boxes on them, so I'm left to conclude that there are people in that house who have not been properly trained in the art of backyard-box-lifting-to-the-shelves. It really is a skill that requires much training.
Day 71: Brought.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Day 70: Rest
Can it possibly be true that I have less than 3 weeks to go? Really? I felt like it was just a few days ago I was facing sleepless nights, nervous about embarking on this journey.
Today, I rested, which is good because I stayed out until almost 2 last night/this morning. Oh, man, time with good friends well spent. And I played my first game of pool.
That said, I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow!
Day 70: Brought.
Today, I rested, which is good because I stayed out until almost 2 last night/this morning. Oh, man, time with good friends well spent. And I played my first game of pool.
That said, I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow!
Day 70: Brought.
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