Sooo the remainder of the week played out as follows....
Thursday, check. It was Core Balance or something or other and a lighter day. Husband wanted to do it on fast forward though and not do all of it because the basketball games were starting. Well I said boo to that, argued my case for our last week, and won. I mean honestly what do you miss in the first 10 minutes of a basketball game anyways??
Friday, check - I got up suuuuper early to fit it in before work. It was awful getting less sleep of course but did feel pretty amazing as I went in to work and even more amazing when I came home and was all ready to go straight to the bar for the March Madness games (husband got home earlier and did the workout.) Yes, if you're living under a rock, the NCAA March Madness is upon us full force. I have lost my husband in some way every day since it began. There was no date night Friday like we usually do so I adopted the 'if you can't beat 'em join 'em' attitude and happily went to the bar, bracket in hand. I tried to go healthy on the dinner but had a salad for lunch in anticipation of beer and bar food that night. I tell you what, I really didn't want to cheat and think the amount and selections that were consumed were as good a compromise I could have achieved without being crazy.
Saturday, last work out, check! I had an early morning hair appt., which was fabulous, and was raring to go when I got home, but my husband and his friend were still in bed. Ok, whoa, let me re-phrase and clarify! My husband was up in our bed and one of his good (male) friends was asleep on our couch in the basement where he had stayed after drinking and watching bball out in the 'burbs the night before.
So, anyways, I had to wait for the use of my 'gym' as husband was bailing on me for his man plans. Once the basement was all mine, my spandex wearing ass cranked out the last workout and was pretty pleased with myself. Oh yeah, I started wearing spandex shorts this past week haha. Felt very fit and athletic. However, the end of the workout was sort of anti-climatic. I mean, during the workout I couldn't wait for it to be done and I tried to use it as extra motivation knowing it was the last time I HAD to do them. But then once I was done it was sort of like, ok now what?? Maybe it would've been different if husband had done it with me? I don't know. He was heading out to watch basketball at a diaper party as I was finishing up.
Today is Sunday, my last official day-the final fit test. I had it all planned out, of course. I was going to get up, fit test and be showered and ready for my lunch date at 1, followed by pedicures. Well, that did not happen friends. I had a good bit of wine last night and a dinner that consisted of a variety of snacks like Girl Scout cookies, Sun Chips, and Sweedish Fish to name a few. Yep, it was a girly wine and movie night and it was awesome but clearly my stomach didn't think so this morning. No biggie, I thought, I have all day. Well, upon returning home from my lunch and pedicure date I was extremely relaxed with adorable feet and wasn't feeling it. I thought maybe I'll wait and do it when husband catches up and finishes Insanity tomorrow or Tuesday. I should have taken advantage of the fact that basketball isn't holding the tv I need captive but...instead I tried to look up Big Love episodes to catch up, without success.
Maybe I can't let it go, don't want to finish because then what? What do I do next? I really liked having a routine that told me what to do and when and the challenge of completing the program, being accountable, checking each day off. I don't plan to stick to 6 days a week at that level of intensity but I need to come up with something! Hmmmm.....I don't want to go back to the gym. I don't want to run on a treadmill or do an elliptical machine! I need to think on this....Stay tuned.
I’m Fine. (A lie.)
6 years ago


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