"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!
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!
My day is stupid thus far. I don’t like it. At all. I don’t want to talk about why (yet), I just want to whine for now.
I’ve already cried it out; I called my mommy sobbing like a little bitch. Then I wiped my face, re-did my makeup and am about to head out and get shit done.
Thanks for the motivation to get off my ass yesterday, guys! I’ll be running tonight, hopefully heading to kickboxing tomorrow, running Wednesday, hiking on Thursday, and playing basketball on Friday. It’s going to be a good week.
I’m a summer person—I despise being cold, my mini heater is basically attached at my hip, I like summer clothes the most, and rain means slugs and I freaking hate slugs—but I’m actually pretty excited for fall/winter this year. And I miss snow. This picture was taken in Tahoe, which was beautiful to the point of looking artificial; there was white as far as you could see. It was amazing.
I just finished with stair runs, 30 squats, 30 mountain climbers, 60 crunches, 30 jumping jacks, 30 kettle bell lifts, and 10 minutes of dancing (I just joined Pandora. I’m late to the party, I know). I feel good.
This week I plan on running before work. I like running, I just don’t like the pain I feel in my joints when I do it that started a couple weeks ago. But on Monday I’m going to give it a shot and see how I feel.
James’ family and I went to dinner last night at a new spot that we all loved. It was SO HARD not getting a dessert crepe—James had a brownie crepe that looked like the best thing I’ve ever seen—but I stuck with a Hawaiian crepe. It was made with rice, pineapple, a little bit of ham and shrimp. I got fruit on the side, which was a slice of honeydew, cantaloupe, pineapple and a strawberry, and just had water that came with mint, cucumber, and lemon in it. It was an awesome dinner.
- running to meetings i’m late for in heels. my calves are feeling the burn today.
- laser tag, because my boyfriend and i are NERDS and are obsessed with it. i’ve beaten him once; my goal in life is to destroy him. lovingly, of course.
- biking later today. i’ll post any bruises i may obtain from eating it.
First I want to touch on what’s happening in Boston because it’s obviously terrible and obviously important. I think that, because of this community, I’m extra sad for another reason on top of all the other millions of reasons to be sad for everyone there—because of so many of my followers, I know how important running can be to people. I know that for some of you, it’s your life, your motivation or your way to get through the day. And for some of these runners who were so dedicated to train for weeks or months or years for that marathon to have their legs blown off, or to witness all of that and be traumatized, and to not be able to run again…that just makes all of that extra depressing to me. It’s sad that such a positive and massive event has been tainted the way it has; I feel sad and scared for everyone in Boston right now and for those who have loved ones out there. But seeing the stories of people helping each other is very touching.
Way less important stuff: I ate and did everything I posted earlier, minus the cucumbers; I just wasn’t feeling it. Everything else was according to plan though!
breakfast: organic granola w/organic yogurt and blackberries & 1 glass of green juice
snack: roasted seaweed
lunch: unsalted chips w/ghost pepper salsa, sandwich with organic bread & peanut butter
dinner: home made shrimp tacos
dessert: frozen green grapes <3
- 15 minutes jogging/power walking on treadmill
- 10 minutes on the bike machine
- 20 minutes laps/water exercises in the pool
- 50 squats
- 50 crunches
- 50 kettle bell lifts
i’ve got a groupon for 10 kickboxing classes that needs to be used ASAP; it expires in october. looks like i’m about to get my ass beat again, and probably like it—i’ve always loved kickboxing.
i’m not sure what i’d like to do for today’s exercise but i’ve got a couple of interesting options so i’ll land on one soon!
Ryan Reynolds and Ellen discussing how running makes him want to die and his need to get in shape so he didn’t look like a pansy next to Hugh Jackman.
I’ll take this advice, riiiight now!
I’m currently not at my heaviest weight, nor am I at my lowest—I’m somewhere in between. Not quite fat, but certainly not thin. Instead of getting frustrated by my body, I think I’ll list a few things I enjoy about the weight I’m at this very second:
- I’m extra curvy. I’ve got a pear-shaped body no matter what, but right now, my curves are out in full-force, and I like that.
- I’m stronger than I’ve ever been. I’m barely into the Insanity program and I’m already able to endure more than before; my body isn’t quitting as easily.
- I’m soft. While the ultimate goal is to have a hard stomach and all toned everything, for now, I’ll enjoy the softness of my stomach and my thighs, and know that my boyfriend does too—just a perk.
when i lived in ireland, one of my best friends and i decided that every morning at 6am we would wake up and jog. we’d meet at the halfway point between our houses, because we lived right up the street from each other, go run, and then head to school.
we told my mom this plan in excitement because we thought we were SO cool and fit. she paused for a second and then burst into laughter, which pissed us both off. she said we would NEVER do that in a million years.
determined to prove her wrong, i woke up at 5:55am the next day and called my friend. she answered and told me she was going back to sleep.
the day after that, she called me, and i told her i wasn’t getting up.
my mom STILL rags on us for not doing it.
just got through my entire period without eating crap! boyfriend and i have been sticking to a meal plan of a shake for breakfast or lunch, 2 snacks throughout the day, and dinner together, and it’s working out very well. we also decided to hit the gym/do a workout one day, then alternate the next by going for a 30 minute walk [minimum] to give our bodies a rest but still get in some exercise. he’s trying to put on weight and gain a ton of muscle and i’m obviously trying to take a significant amount off, so we’ve got different goals, but what we have in common is that we both want to feel better by eating right and exercising.
last night we swam. the pool was cold at first—it’s heated, but last night was freezing ass here so the pool was not nearly heated enough—and im usually a big baby about that, but i forced myself into it. i always forget how much i love being in the pool until i get back in there and splash around!
we’ll probably do the gym tonight, im not sure. but i’m enjoying this. living away from home is already making a big impact on my body. i feel less bloated, more energetic, and just better all-around without all the junk food surrounding me to nibble on. im drinking tons of water and fun new things like chocolate soy milk and eating everything organically. i know i’m going to reach my goal of looking and feeling good on my birthday—august 2nd—which is when i think i’ll go ahead and really record down my progress, post pics for you guys to see the changes, and maybe even weigh myself.
right now im not so interested in the scale. im just interested in burning fat and feeling good, and it feels like im headed in the right direction.
this is the latest i’ve been up in a really long time. i don’t even think i was up this late on new year’s eve—fuck you, full-time job, for making me tired and lame all the time! i used to be such a night-owl and now i’m wiped out by 9pm! son of a…
anyway. i’m mostly up because i randomly started watching a million episodes of glee, and i was GOING to go to sleep but then matt bomer popped up as darren criss’ brother and there is NOTHING wrong with that so i couldn’t turn off the TV. so here i am.
i’m partly up because tomorrow i move into my first apartment with my boyfriend and i feel WEIRD. and NERVOUS. and excited, of course, but also very scared. i’ve lived in this house for 10 years and ive obviously never lived with a guy before so i’m feeling a little freaked out. luckily, james is extremely sweet and understanding that this is new for me so he’s being awesome to put me at ease.
i didnt come here to ramble, though—i came to tell you guys that i feel like a whole new me will be emerging [jesus,THAT was cheesy sounding] for lots of reasons but also largely because i think this move will be so great for my health.
we live across from a lake and have an awesome gym in the apartment, and james and i have agreed to shop and eat clean. i am so excited to see what this move does to my body because i really believe its about to be epic.