Overweight and doing something about it

I injured my foot Saturday… but I’m all better now. I think I lightly sprained it -if that’s at all possible. I planned to not work out at this week because my ailment, however, my foot felt all better when I put on my heels for work. Weird, huh… Well, I’m into my fourth week of PNP and pushing along. I’ll have to admit that I haven’t been so diligent with the cardio portion, but I have been more active. I’ve been taking Rocco on longer walks, 30 minutes in the morning and evenings and I figure every little bit counts right. And I’m losing weight and feeling thinner but just not as drastically as others, but I need to quit comparing myself. That’s a work in progress.

In other news, I’ve decided that tomorrow will be the day. The day that I quit smoking. Wish me luck, I don’t expect it to be easy as I have a very stressful job. I figure if I need a smoke at work, I’ll just go for a quick walk. Mind over matter.

… I wore a pair of slacks to work today that I usually wear once a week. As I was pulling them up, I thought, man I have a lot of room. Hmmm. Are they stretched out from the last time I wore them, nope I realized I washed them on Monday… They were loose because I’m getting smaller in my leg regions. YAY!!! The tummy area is still a little tight, but my muffin top isn’t as noticeable as it once was. Yay, again!

For about two weeks (really 2 ½ months), I’ve been dealing with conflict. Daily conflict involving life or death decisions.  It sounds serious and it is!

Source of all my mental and physical anguish: a $70 iron…

I know, I know you’re like girl please. McCormick get a grip, why you tripping? But before you get all high and mighty on me… hear me out.

Allow me to share my typical workday morning routine with you… Alarm clock goes off at 5 (only because the night before, I convinced myself, “I will wake-up early and workout” which by the way hasn’t happened yet, Lately I’ve opted for the noontime workout) Hit snooze about five times before I actually get up at 7, take Rocco for a quick walk around the corner, jump in the shower, pick out clothes to wear, iron said clothes, fix lunch, do hair and make-up.

Typical day until you consider this: My iron has frayed wires. So after the shower, I usually plug the iron in with my damp hands and wet hair. This means for the past two weeks, I received a daily shock and go to work with my hair resembling a cross between Scary Spice and Don King. Yep. It’s not pretty.

And since I am a SINGLE (any takers?) homeowner with a menancely mean Chihuahua, and bills out the wazoo to pay, getting a new iron is not a top priority. Femi, suggested I just go buy a cheap one from Target or Wal-Mart. Excuse me?

Ladies and Gentlemen:  Femi has lost his mind. It would be like going from first class to coach as Lil Kim once eloquently stated. My pricey iron has features, nice ones too, like a steam button, and a separate spray button, and automatic shut off features. The automatic shut off is my savior as I’ve been known to leave the iron on all day sometimes all week.

Here’s where Resourceful Me comes into the picture, I wrapped scotch tape around the frayed wires in order to plug in said iron. Then in order for me to unplug the iron, I shut off the power in my condo…. Reserve your judgment as I realized how ridiculous this is. So EVERY.DAY, I have to reset my alarm clock, the clock on microwave, and the timer on my AC, also the clock on my DVD and the clock on my Stereo. No big deal, right.

Wrong.

In order to ‘trick’ myself in getting to work on time, I need to set my alarm clock 20 minutes fast or 25 minutes fast or 30 minutes fast, you get the idea, right… Well, I can’t ever remember how fast my alarm clock is; so it’s resulted in me showing up to work extremely early. Once I think I accidentally set my clock one hour fast and showed up at work at 6:45am.

Crazy, huh?

Today started off pretty rough. Only because one of my coworkers who is clearly incompetent got a promotion. The women’s whose answer to everything is I don’t know.

As in:

Hey S. did you sign those documents?

“I don’t know”

Hey S. Did you get that wire out?

“I don’t know”

Hey S. Do you wipe your ass after dropping the kids off at the pool

“I don’t know”

So, I’m sure you can understand my perplexity over this whole promotion situation. A huge slap in the face

Anyway, so I’m in this horrible mood right… I needed a pick-me-up, so I went to the nail salon and got a pedi… driving back downtown, I caught a glimpse of the finest man on earth. Apparently, they’re filming Prison Break outside of my office.  Yahoo! Too bad I didn’t have my war paint on.

Started week 2 of the 12 Fat Blasting Program.

On Monday, I did the strength training routine, I need to up my weights.

Today at lunch, I completed a 20-min intermediate HIIT routine. I just have to say, I love the feeling I get after I complete an HIIT, I love me some endorphins.

I’m sure by now you’ve heard of the new weight loss drug Alli and the awful side-effects it causes especially the one about anal-leakage. Now, I’m curious, have you been witness to someone purchasing Alli? Well, I was in CVS the other day and the dude right in front of my bought some and all I kept thinking about was manpons. Thanks Big Black!

I might have mentioned this before, but I lost about 30 pounds once. About five years ago, after a nasty break-up I threw myself into exercising and dieting and using diet supplements (read: diet pills). And man, the weight melted off, mainly, because the supplements suppressed my appetite and gave me enormous amount of energy to push through a two-hour workout. The one side-effect I had were these extreme migraine-like headaches which I dealt with because the other side-effect was the extreme weight loss. Of course when I stopped taking the pills and the weight crept back on. Now on my journey to a healthier lifestyle, I’ve decided to do it the old-fashioned way. It’s taking much longer, but I’m ok with it.

I reveal this because I had an epiphany of some sorts the other day. Being the person I that I am, instant gratification is the name of the game. If I work my butt off for the entire week, I want the scale to confirm my hours of working out and sweating and stinky feet and if it doesn’t I’m cursing everyone in site, including my doggie (poor Rocco). Afterwards, I transition into the FCK IT mode. And basically blow the diet and exercise for the weekend. Then I came across this blog, Katie wrote “Don’t put a time limit on your weight loss — that is a recipe for failure. My motto is, “Every day that I do this, I’m better off than the day before.” How true is this? I may not lose weight every week. But every day, I stick to eating healthy foods and working out, I am a better, healthier person. How about that for instant gratification? They should get T-shirts made, seriously.

On to other’s stuff: I started Corinne’s workouts this week and man ol’ man I am one sore hussy. She has some really great routines. If you’re up for something different especially in the cardio arena check her out.

Also, check out Chaotic’s Blog and Robin’s Ode to Billy.

Have a great weekend, Yall!

Ahem. I heard this song in a re-make recently and looked it up on Youtube.

Maybe Jermaine had some other closeted excuses as to why he should remain fully clothed. I’m just saying. Make sure you peep the last 30 seconds of the video…..

Why Jermaine, whyyyyyy?!!!

OK- I’m prolly going straight to hell, but I just read this. Rest in peace Jermaine!

I need to find some ASAP.

I feel like I’ve hit a speed bump. I’m signing up for this.