Weight: 158.0 lbs.
Hmm, I don't think it was the "not enough calories" concept. Yesterday there was a retirement party here at work and I think the Hohos were really going a bit far. Not as far as the giant inflatable whipped cream filled slide outside, but we really wanted to send Betty off in style. Waste of a perfectly good opportunity for chocolate, if you ask me. I know I didn't eat 3600 extra calories at any rate so I'm assuming the whole increase wasn't due to that, but I can take some responsibility.
Tonight I'll be heading over to my friend's house so I packed up my drug supplies. Jeanette told me she'd show me how to give myself a shot in my thigh so I have that to look forward to. Wish me luck as I've heard that it can be quite painful in that location.
I walked into the gym not really knowing what I was going to do this morning. I had run yesterday so I figured it would be something different. I decided though that I'd like to get to the point where I'm running a little each day at least so I put in a mile. Because a mile is so puny, I wanted to make it a FAST mile. I started out at a very delusional 8.0 MPH. This is a 7-something minute mile pace. In Jr High, when I was tiny and scrawny, I could run a 7-something mile. For the very briefest of moments, while doing this, I actually could REMEMBER what it felt like to run like that. I was taken back to those days and thought about running this track in the woods for our 1-mile cross country meets. That ended when I noticed I was about to fall off the back of the treadmill. I grabbed the bar and pulled myself up to the front so I could slow it down a bit. I did keep myself at 7.0 MPH or faster for the mile - making an 8-something minute mile - I also learned that when you run that fast, people don't like to use the machines next to you. That might also have had something to do with the fact that I was wearing the same sports bra and top from yesterday though.. not sure on that one. I prefer to think they were intimidated by my awe inspiring form and grace.
After that I finished off my half hour on the elliptical machine. I'm in this workout - competition thing where you get points for what you do. Too bad they assign running points based on your own assumption of "vigorous" or "light" instead of speed or distance. Anyway, I feel like I'm falling massively behind on the amount of exercise I'm putting up. I only get 6-9 points per day vs the 20+ that some people are getting. My only thing is, it is based on time and while I push the intensity, my time is pretty constant. I just can't afford much more out of my day. Don't think it hasn't occured to me, just from my competative nature, to take a sick day from work to just hang out in the gym and work out. Heck, even without this contest I've considered really buckling down and growing biceps the size of watermelons and saying things like "Dude, I only spent 4 hours in the gym yesterday and I just felt SOO lazy." Ahhh, the life of a TBL rancher. I know that I can't though. Family, work, life, and yes, a little bit of "I'd rather sit on my computer at night" have to do with that. All things considered though, this contest is the first time I've felt like I wasn't measuring up to my standards. It is harder to be a little fish in a big pond than it is to be a big fish in a small pond. Maybe I'll just be a happy fish and not worry about the size of the pond.
