Overweight and doing something about it

On Monday morning, when it rained hard, so hard in fact I thought it felt like monsoon. Traffic was horrific. Well, right before the Harry Hines toll plaza, my windshield wipers stopped working. Both wipers were just chilaxing on my windshield, at a 60 degree angle. They were taking a break, like they were employees of the US government or BNY. I was ok because traffic was stand-still and I could still see stuff, important stuff, like the barricades and cars in front of me. My visibility went down to .12% when traffic started moving, Stevie Wonder a better chance of navigating through the madness. So that’s when I freaked out, I literally started singing… “Jesus, Take The Wheel” and was on the verge of doing the ugly cry. I’m on the ramp to Harry Hines, and I turned on my hazards, thinking Oh dear, Oh dear what should I do. My options were to stay put until it stops raining and risk getting hit by crazy DFW drivers or continue on driving pull over in a safe place and risk getting hit by crazy DFW drivers in the process.
 To remind you, I couldn’t see doo-doo: Helen Keller, Ray Charles, and Eros all had better vision than me at this point. I could see headlights, but wasn’t able to gauge how fast the cars were driving. So here I am, crawling along with my hazards on and at critical decision making point in my life. If I make a wrong decision, I would die… it was that serious. Kind of reminiscent of the prison’s dilemma problem I had to do in college weighing the pros/cons in a four quadrant square. In college I had two weeks to work out the problem, however, on Monday I only had two seconds… but because I am brilliant this was an easy feat.
 So, I chose the latter and made my way across three lanes of traffic and pulled into Little Mexico Village, as I was driving, my low-fuel light came on. GREAT. I put my car in park and ravage through the make-shift storage area, formerly known as the backseat looking for an umbrella. Didn’t find one, but I found some towels and broken glass, but then I was like oh hell nah, I much rather be 1,259 minutes late for work, than to get wet over some BS, so I stayed put. I picked up my phone to call my insurance agent, and then SUDDENLY my wipers fell down to rest position and back up again. At which point, I became a born again Christian, but not until next Tuesday. They were working. Moving on!
 I didn’t want to risk anything else, and since I was already late for work I decided to get gas. I pull into the gas station right next to the American Airlines Center and started doing the Happy Dance, because the pumps were covered by a carport which meant protection from the rain. Or so I thought… The effing gas pump is not reading debit/credit cards at the moment, which means I must run from under my protection to the Cashier, which MEANS, I am going to get wet. So, as I’m walking towards the edge of the carport, I notice a man who is holding an umbrella, under the Carport. I was kinda ticked that he didn’t offer it to me, got even more ticked as I caught him watching the girls jiggle as I was running back. So I ran in, paid, ran back, pumped gas and got in my car. My Vdub miraculously morphed into an amphibious vehicle driving through the water that now covered the streets of downtown Dallas. As I was driving, I passed a stalled car in the middle of the street. The driver was none other than the aforementioned A-hole. Karma, ya’ll.
 There is no moral of this story as it is true and it is my life and you know I have no morals.

I had hoped by this point… My blog title would read: “Skinny and staying that way”.. or “Formerly overweight and loving it” or “Don’t hate me because, I’m thin” or … ya catch my drift.

The reality is, it’s been five months and I’ve GAIN weight. GAIN. Another reality is, it’s noone’s fault but my own. There, I said it. I’ve been lazy, unproductive, not very active, etc, etc. It’s funny what a month or so off a diet and exercise regimen can affect your progress. Ok - it’s not really funny, but a huge slap in the face.

As I embark on my weight loss journey AGAIN, I want to say I’ll be, more confident in my ability, but who knows. Let’s hope, I’ve learned my lesson. I need some positive vibes this way, por favor…

 Today’s workout:

Started with PhitNPhat workout Week 3.

Current weight is 189 lbs

Waist: TBD

Arm: TBD

Legs: TBD

TBD because I’m at work..

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Sorry, I haven’t blogged in over a MONTH. What the hell is wrong with me? Just keeping busy ya know.  I haven’t lost any weight, in fact, I’ve GAIN… Oh dear, but I’m ok with it, no, seriously I’m OK with it. Its what one should expect when she eats like a pig and doesn’t workout.

I fell off the weight loss wagon and am scrambling to get back on.

Where have I been? Ya, know.. I’ve been busy doing other things:

1) Falling in love

2) Falling out of love

3) Reminscing with high-school buddies

4) Connecting with people offline

5) Rejuvenating friendships, I’ve allowed to go south

6) Entertaining a move overseas to teach ESL

Anyhoo, I am back for now. My 30th birthday is in four months and I must look FABULOUS. OKAAAAAAY!! **Snaps finger in the air**

On a side note * I signed up for Gyminee, if anyone’s interested*

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