Overweight and doing something about it

I’m going on holiday! Much better spirits today, I took a happy pill. I will be away from the office for TWO weeks. YEAH! First, I’m headed to DC to visit the old man and have him spend his moolah on me. Then I’ll be in Houston hanging out with my sister! SO.MUCH.FUN.***

What was wrong with me yesterday? Hello, someone needed to turn their upside down smile the right way up. After I wrote that I felt like a brat. There are bigger issues in the world (pun intended). Anyhoo, I’m dealing with some stuff here, my 15-year old cousin was diagnosed with (throat?) cancer and that still doesn’t motivate me enough to quit smoking and I HATE my job. It’s always about me, huh? Well, it is my bloggie.

I’ve come up with an action plan effective on my return from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue:
1) Experiment with this glycemic index thing
2) Switch up my cardio. I’ve always wanted to run, but I get this weird thing called a runner’s itch, it burns like holy hell. I’m going to start this program
3) Check my attitude, remind myself that it will take time.
4) Get laid (Dr. Oz says that on average one should have nookie at least 4 times a week, if that’s the case, I’m in a huge deficit)

 ***I’m bringing my workout clothes with me. In fact, I even asked my dad if he has access to a gym. Gold star for me!!

Back from H-town

Friday:

I woke up at 6am on my day off!! Normally, I would sleep-in until at least noon, but I procrastinated all week and needed to do some laundry and pack. After I put my load in the washer, I ran over to the gym and did 45 minutes on the elliptical came home put my clothes in the dryer and head out to Sachse to pick up some stuff at my parents house to deliver to my sister in Houston. Got home showered, flat ironed hair, packed, loaded up the car, got in the car, drove to the gas station, pumped gas, paid for gas, got some road snacks (water and sunflower seeds) and was on the road by 10:30, whew!

Once I made it to Houston, I took a nap. When my sister came home from work we went to a small business networking event. She thought it was going to be some sort of cocktail hour, but it wasn’t. It was a speed-networking event, kinda like speed-dating, weird, huh? Needless to say, I didn’t participate; instead I sat at the bar and sipped on a Margarita.

Afterwards, we went to the Libra Lounge. Since the Libra Lounge doesn’t have a sign indicting-that in fact it is the Libra Lounge anywhere, my sister proceeded to give directions like this “Make a right on
Alameda and it’s next to the nail shop.”  Every person standing outside the Libra lounge gave directions this way. Once we went inside, I got a beer and my sister got harassed by some old-ass man who claimed he was only there look for some ass, straight-up! First he claimed he was 45 but was really 65. Naturally, she rejected his advances. He called her a skinny bitch, and went on his merry way. BTW- My sister is used to being called a skinny bitch, by my mother, me, and anyone who knows her well, because she is skinny (size two) and a bitch (she’s an attorney).  We left around midnight and head over to Mai’s. Yummy! No trip to Houston is complete without a trip to Mai’s.

On Saturday, we went to get pedi’s and mani’s. Then we went to the International Festival, where George Clinton and the P-Funk entertained us. I was too tired to go out, so we stayed in and ordered pizza and had some wine.

I made it back around 3 this afternoon and am contemplating between watching the MAVs, watching Charm School, or cleaning. I’m definitely not cleaning my condo, but threw it in for good measure.

*** I know I didn’t remain under 1500 calories this weekend, but I did everything in moderation. The proof? Not once was I piss-ass drunk, thank you very much. Baby steps

Ciao!