"What am I training for? LIFE, motherfucker."
Just got back from the new(ish) gym in town that I got a three day pass to. I am 100% an advocate for the fact that you do NOT need a gym membership to get in shape or lose weight, but I also know that for me personally I do better when I take a fitness class or am in the motivating atmosphere the gym provides. This one was very nice—it’s clean with awesome equipment, a beautiful pool area and a variety of classes you have access to with any membership level. I’m a fan.
I only did 30 mins on the treadmill today but I was covered in sweat when I left and it felt REALLY good. Sorry my updates have been short and kinda irrelevant but things have been busy lately; I’m going to work on better updates in the new year because I do love this blog and talking to everyone on here :)
Makeup-less picture above (pre-gym) per anon’s request!
I know these aren’t the greatest pictures, but if you’re in the Bay Area/northern California or know anyone who is, please reblog. There are two pitbull sisters, 6 months, in the Fremont shelter and I overheard the workers discussing them being put down. They both seemed very submissive and laid down with their tails wagging and tried to lick my hands through the cage when I approached.
Of course, there are also other amazing animals in the shelter to consider, too, I’m just worried for these girls because they’re so young and people have such a terrible perception of their breed.
If you’re interested I have more details on them!! Thanks guys!PS if you end up taking them please let me know, I’ll be so happy to hear it :)
This is boring and random but I’d like to say that I’m reallyyyyy happy about my current hair length! I want it to be super long and it’s getting there!
Of not being in a shitty downer mood all day and beating myself up mentally.
I spent this morning with the punching bag at my parents’ place; now I’m headed to work. I’m looking forward to seeing what being on my feet for 8 hours does to my body; I haven’t had such a physical position since I was a server/hostess at P.F. Chang’s!
Where you’re down for no reason and can’t seem to talk yourself out of it.
And where the amount of time the weight loss journey takes really bums you out.
It’s fine. I’m reading motivational quoted and am going to be looking up exercise class info later (I do best in a class environment) and that’ll help. But today I’m just down on myself and I hate these days but hey, I’m human.
James and I finally cut down our tree, so you don’t need to read about it in every post anymore! When I said it’d probably be a good workout I didn’t realize how accurate that would be—we were both covered in sweat and totally exhausted by the time we got this 14-foot beast loaded onto James’ tiny truck. It was awful, but we did it.
When we got home we were really struggling to get it into the apartment, when a guy our age pulled up and offered to help. He and James lugged it inside and he stayed until it was fully set up—what a cool guy. I love random nice people!
My legs are just DONE today from the workouts of the past week but I’m dedicated to making December fully clean (unlike the pizza and beer I had last night) and exercise-packed.
I’ll post a good pic of the tree once we’ve decorated and gotten it really situated but for now, this is what we’re working with!
Melissa and I did the Death Mountain today! I keep cracking up over how gross I look in this picture but whatever, I got to the top, that’s all I wanted. Melissa’s Fitbit tells us it was the equivalent of 19,000 steps and 220 flights of stairs. And by that I mean I’ll be limping tomorrow! The weather was hotter than I would have liked for such an intense hike but I am glad we spent time together and got a good workout in. And satisfied for reaching the top and not quitting like my body wanted to.
Now it’s time to eat turkey and veggies and then head to the hospital to visit the brother :)
So food-wise I wasn’t quite as controlled as I planned on being. I didn’t have ten servings or anything but I did eat a LOT and had pumpkin pie and a beer. My hangover definitely wasn’t working in my favor but today I’m going on a hike and downing water and eating light so suck it, pie.
Yesterday was a nice enough day in general but it ended up making me more sad than anything. You guys know my one of my brothers is in the army and currently stationed in Colorado, so it’s rough enough without him home. But I’ve never ever had a Thanksgiving without my other brother, and I did not like it at all last night.
He plays football in the morning every year on Thanksgiving, and yesterday, one of the guys he was playing with jumped on his back when he was mid-air to tackle him. He landed wrong, and snapped his femur in half. He’ll be in the hospital 2 more nights and had surgery yesterday.
I didn’t know exactly what had happened yet so when I got to the hospital I was ready to joke around with him and take a picture of him in bed just to be an asshole. We rag on each other a lot for fun. But when I saw him it was like being socked in the stomach. He hadn’t eaten or drank anything all day since he got up early to play football and then had to be rushed to the hospital immediately and couldn’t eat before surgery, so he was dehydrated and so hungry. His pain meds weren’t helping so he was shaking and his eyes were red. He said his leg felt like it was on fire and he was having trouble speaking.
I never want to see anyone in my family in pain like that again. And I didn’t realize how serious this was until I saw him and was told it was his femur. My brother works out for an hour every day and plays sports. He also was trying to get a job in construction he was so excited about. This is going to be a major setback for him in so many ways.
I know with time he will heal and can get back to his plans and his fitness. I just feel sad for him and really hated seeing him in so much pain. I’ll be heading back to the hospital this afternoon to hang out with him for a while.
So Thanksgiving was nice enough; it was just James and I with my parents for most of the day. But without my brothers, and knowing one of them is in pain, it just wasn’t the same at all.
Still thankful for everything I have—yesterday and every day, I stay thankful.
I am thankful for every one of you for providing me with inspiration, motivation, and true friendship. Thank you all so much for what you do for me, you are awesome and I’m thankful every day!
This year I’m more thankful than ever. I have the best relationship with my family I’ve ever had, am continuing a beautiful relationship with my boyfriend and friends, have a job I love and an amazing roof over my head. I’m on my way towards my goal physically and am so happy with my life right now. Thank you for being part of that.
NOT thankful for my hangover, but last night was super fun—worth ittttt
Before And After My Workout Selfies: the “I swear I clean up alright” edition. The gym was closed—wtf is that?—so I went for a run instead. I’m prepared to be on my feet for the remainder of the night, and tired and/or sore tomorrow!
- James and I failed at grocery shopping last night. Um, again. Unfortunately, we decided to eat at Sweet Tomatoes, which started off healthy with a salad—with balsamic dressing, no less—and then slipped into saladdessertandtoomuchbread. I didn’t necessarily OVER eat, but I did have things that really weren’t needed. I could have done without the brownie; it wasn’t even that good.
- But I did work out my stomach and arms as promised, which made me feel less bloated. 50 varied kettle bell lifts and 150 varied tummy exercise later, and I felt good.
- I drank nearly two liters of water yesterday and am about halfway through my 1.5 liter bottle right now.
- I will be on my feet all day today; I’m headed to the gym after this post, and picked up a shift for tonight from 5:00-8:30 to make some extra money, so I’ll be walking through that whole thing. Then I’m headed to the Saddle Rack tonight because a friend is in town and it’s sacriligious to not go when she’s here. She’s the one who taught ambrizzo and I about the joys of Thanksgiving Eve/Black Wednesday when we were young and innocent 21-year-olds, and we’ve gone out every year since.
- I think before I go I’ll be drinking some of the liquour someone left over from our Halloween party. That way I A) won’t spend money and B) won’t put beer in my body, because I love me some beer and it doesn’t love my stomach. Also, I’m a freaking lightweight now so a little vodka will probably last me all night. This place is going to be ridiculously crowded with A) people I probably don’t want to see and B) every guy I’ve ever hooked up with in my entire life, so alcohol may be required.
I think that’s everything I wanted to share. I’m off to the gym now, more updates tonight =]
I loveeeee this. 2014 will be a year of firsts for me, cannot wait!
My friend ended up not being able to make it today, so I did the Death Stairs alone :( I almost didn’t drive out there but I talked myself into it. Halfway up I wanted to curl up and pass out but I decided to stop being a little bitch and keep going. I went up and down three times again; my goal will be 4 next time, and 5 the next, and so on.
I got a good sweat in and my legs were definitely feeling it, so I sat in the hot tub for a while when I got back as a “sorry I hurt you” present to my legs. On the way down for the final trip, my legs did feel like they were going to give out but luckily they didn’t (that’d be embarrassing. There were an 80 year old woman behind me. Can’t be shown up by grandma, just saying).
I’ll be working on my stomach and arms when I get home. James and I are going to the store tonight; we’re out of pretty much all food and we’re trying to not be lazy and quit it with eating out all the time.
He doesn’t know it yet but I’m going to try to talk him into a workout on Thanksgiving, or at least a walk. Couples that exercise together stay together, or something, right? It’s been a while since we’ve done something active together!
Amber Riley & Derek Hough - Freestyle (working sound) - DWTS17 - Finals
SHE IS FUCKING BEYONCE!!!!!!!!!!! SHE IS FUCKING BEYONCE ON THE DANCE FLOOR!!!!!! FUCK THAT!!!! SHITTING ON EVERYBODY’S FAVES!!!!!! OMG! OMG! OMG! WHAT THE FUCK?????!!!!! AMBER BEYONCE RILEY!!!!!!!!!! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
she is everything