Five!

After nearly three months of Boot Camp, three times a week, (where I get worked, and pushed and pushed.  Where a part of me waits for the instructor to say, “Now, get on your mat, and collapse into a restful state, I will wake you in five minutes” (she never does), and I actually whimper and groan at the end of a set.  Where I also have been known to ask, “Are you KIDDING me??  Another SET?”) I have finally, mercilessly lost FIVE. POUNDS.  And I feel like they are actually gone. Halle-freakin’-luyah.  About time.

I am doing all the regular things, sweating, wishing the pounds off, squeezing into clothes that don’t fit, eating well, not drinking enough alcohol, drinking enough water, keeping track of every conceivable variable: food eaten, water drank, protein consumed, workouts logged etc…

It’s been really fun.  I just hope it’s all going to come off now, in an unstoppable fashion.

Boot Camp officially ends next week, so the running plan will take over – working toward a modest goal of a faster 10K.  I haven’t been running with too much regularity, so it may take a few weeks to get past the point where I am gargling my lungs.  I am excited to have my work cut out for me, and am looking forward to stepping into my inner hotness.  Ahhh.

Boot Camp, Schmoot Camp

K, Boot Camp was supposed to start tonight, but I am officially a complete and total moron, and I ended up missing it because of a wrong-address debacle.  I am more than pissed at myself for my stupidity…I will begin officially on Wednesday, and will be able to make up tonight’s session somewhere along the way.

On the food front, it was good day.  I made all my lunches and meal plans for the week yesterday, so it was quite simple to grab my omelette in the morning, all my snacks, my lunch etc.  I even drank water, which is quite mementous…I sometimes get through a whole day before realizing that I’ve not drank anything all day.  Oops.  I tend to remedy that by consuming lots of wine.

So good start to the day, not a horrible start to the week.

What else is going on…?  We’re wrapped up in the first few hours of 24 at the moment (yummmm….Keifer….we will be together one day…), I made a wicked salad for dinner (spinach, balsamic vinaigrette, toasted maple syrup pecans, goat cheese, and pomegranate seeds), and I am basking in the Golden Globes afterglow.

**This site brings me joy, and the added bonus of laughing until something comes out my nose.  At work, this lends a certain professionalism that I think the CEO appreciates. 

Last night was rough around here: B (the Hubster) couldn’t sleep, so in consideration of my sleep (I can sleep through anything) he spent the night in the spare room.  This meant that I woke up every two hours to see if he was back yet before rolling over and continuing my drool-filled drone.  I was concerned enough to lazily reach an arm out to the other side of the bed, but not get up and see what the sitch was exactly.*shrug*

And so continues the minutia of the day.  I started it by racing about the house, naked, with velcro rollers in my hair, and will finish it much the same way, minus the rollers, as I try to get everything ready for tomorrow – clothes just always seem to get in the way.