Weight: 162
I met my nemesis today in the locker room. I walked into my aisle and there she was. Each aisle has about 50 lockers or so and a bench. Each bench is big enough that probably 6 people could comfortably sit and be using the bench with plenty of personal space. Probably more like 20 people could sit on a bench if they were right on top of each other. This woman had her locker door open and her card in it but the locker was empty. ALL of her stuff, including her EMPTY gym bag was spread out all over the bench. There was literally not a single space for me to set my small folded up towel on while I changed out of my workout clothes. I mean, she had everything out - if she'd have packed a Russian nesting doll in her gym bag each and every one of those dolls would've been un-nested and taking up it's own little footprint on the bench. She then disrobed, put her dirty clothes on the bench, and walked into the shower leaving all her crap all over the bench. She was literally taking up 1/6th (I think - there might be 7 benches) of the bench space in the ENTIRE ROOM while she showered. After I weighed in and showered and came back she was standing at the sink and yes, everything was still totally spread out all over the bench. Oh, I also noticed that the inside of the "private" changing room (There are 2 of these in the locker room) was open on the door that goes to our aisle but locked on the side that opens to the other aisle. Since she was the only person in the aisle besides me, I'm making a leap to think that she must've left it locked on that side when she left. That is so annoying. It means the person on the locked side has to walk around the whole locker section to get in the open side. I haven't seen her in the room before so maybe she was just visiting from her evil lair somewhere. If she sticks around I may have to develop some superpowers of my own to deal with the situation. (Like Captain Maturity who is able to say nicely to someone "Hey, would you mind terribly if I used some of the bench here for a bit?" without sneering too badly.)
This past weekend, I went out for Sushi And The Suburb and then followed it up with Sex And The City. (Gosh I feel so clever!) My girlfriends and I culminated our TV Series marathon by all attending the movie together. We met first for dinner at 4:30 so that we could eat first and then watch the movie and then two of the ladies running Sunday morning could get an early night in. (Nope, I didn't run - didn't even know about it although the hubby has been whining about the lack of time I've had at home so I didn't even consider crashing the run at the last minute.) We had dinner at Crave in the Edina Galleria. I'm not usually a big sushi person - IE - I like it OK but not enough to justify spending so much $$ on a single meal of it. To me, it's like if Mac N'Cheese was $50/plate - even if it was the Kraft fake cheese which is the only edible way of making Mac N'Cheese I wouldn't be willing to pay $50/plate for it. Anyway, we were all out in our fancy shoes 
(I'm wearing those today actually at work!) and I wanted to be 'big time' so I ate and enjoyed sushi. We then went to the movie and OH MY! There were a LOT of women all doing what we were doing. It was pretty crazy but we were lucky and got 7 amazing seats all next to each other. The movie itself was good. It did have some draggy moments when I wanted something to HAPPEN and overall it had very much the quality of watching a TV show in the movie theatre because they canceled the show and wouldn't let us watch it on TV anymore. Plus - not having the ability to MST3K it like I normally do with all my friends there was much less fun. I had to sit on my "She has toothpaste in her hair!" comment when she came out in her wedding dress with her hair done up THE WHOLE MOVIE! I did find out when I got home that I missed (or rather, my car missed) the massive hail and tornado storm that went through my area while I was out. No actual tornados, but the kids talked a lot about the sirens and such.
I s'pose eventually I'm going to have to address the fact that I'm at 162. Since I was at 162 on Sat when I worked out before the movie, I'm not too upset about it now. I am more motivated to say out of frustration that I'm BACK to working it hard to actually lose because I'm irritated that I'm so far from the 156 I had achieved. I have to step back though and realize that I'm still under the 170 goal - and indeed even under the 164 second goal for the 24 BMI still. I'm OK with working to get lower again - it isn't that - it is just that I don't know that I want to spend my life THINKING I'm overweight and feeling fat just because there is always another number I'd like to be. I have FELT fat my whole life. I've NOT been fat really all that much. I just hate always fighting it. I have to honestly wonder if I would be content and happy with myself even if I did lose another 5 or 10 or whatever. Would I? Maybe. I could make an argument for that. I'm still in size 12s and I'd love to be a more respectable 8. I hated shopping for shorts on Friday and having to buy the 12s because the 10s were just a T-A-D too tight. Maybe though, I'd just want to be a size 6 if I ever got 8. It's just hard to say. At any rate, the going up is just no good at all so I'm going to have to be more on guard about it all. That includes tonight. Today is Jessie's 4th birthday and she has asked for a pink strawberry ice-cream cake. It just so happens that Cold Stone Creamery has a small round pink Strawberry Passion cake in the freezer section with Jessie's name on it (literally).
