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catchin’ up and queasiness March 16, 2013

Filed under: Life, The Universe, And Everything — didibuttonsley @ 7:47 pm

I took a few days off blogging, because I decided I was spending way too much time on the computer.  I am enforcing a new Lappy rule: No computering until I have worked out, done the daily metaphysics routine, completed all chores/tasks for the day, and am fully clothed.  Notice how the last on the list is underlined.  That line is there for a reason.  I’ll slip into my workout clothes, make a cup of tea, plop down on the couch, and lie to myself sweetly Well, I’ll just check facebook and the good ole blog, and be right off of here in ten or fifteen. What a load of horse shit.  I am NEVER off in ten or fifteen, and I absolutely know that, but I catch myself following that routine over and over and over and I’ll just keep fibbing to myself and then goofing off on the lappy until mid afternoon and it goes on and on just like a run on sentence with poor punctuation and it’s like the person keeps carrying on and wasting time without any regard to the time of day and pretty soon I’m sitting there still in my workout clothes and it’s freaking two o’clock and I’m jacking around on pinterest and etsy and whatever else and reading product reviews on god knows what and it just keeps on going… Whew.  It would be fine if I actually just checked facebook, and gave the blog a quick once over, but I can’t seem to do that.  Ever.  I start reading, and commenting, and then think of things I want to look up, and so on, and so forth.  Pinterest is the most beautiful thing to ever happen to the internet, and I love it, but lordy (!) what a time suck.  There’s no way I can justify five hours spent online each day, so I’m cutting that down dramatically, and pushing it to the afternoon.  I have vowed to do this in the past, but seem to have trouble sticking to it.  Maybe I’ll pick one day a week to zombie out with the lappy, and screw around on pinterest for insane lengths of time.  Oh, pinterest, it’s so wrong to play with you for hours a day, but it feels so right…

But since I didn’t post for a few days, I now have catch up to do.  Naturally, I am putting it off until later.  If a thing’s worth doing it’s worth doing in a lackadaisical manner.  I have two crockpot recipes, one non crock recipe, a tutorial on making toothpaste, a neat little craft project that I came up with for help with meal planning, and a post on home made shampoo and conditioner to post.  Shit piles up with a quickness!  I was feeling crafty for the last few days, and now my phone is full of DIY photos for posts that I’ve not gotten around to.  Sigh.  I’ll probably post them all tomorrow afternoon when I have literally gotten all productive daily activities out of the way.

Today I decided to do Jillian Michaels No More Trouble Zones for the second time.  I fucking hate the five minute warm up.  Allow me to punctuate, I fucking HATE the five minute warm up!!!!!  It’s all these jump roping moves and jumping jacks, and repeated vertical jumps are known to make me queasy, dizzy, and generally unhappy.  I don’t know why, but they do.  I have never ever gotten sick from a workout before, and I’ve done plenty of tough cardio over the years, but today my perfect record was tainted.  Shortly after the warm up (like, within a couple of minutes) I felt plain terrible, and had to have Cubby pause it for me, so I could go hack up some junk in the bathroom.  Yuck.  It was only fluids, but still.  Gross.  I literally could feel all the color drain from my face as my stomach curled into a ball of wobbly nausea.  I sat breathing deeply for a little bit, and then went on to do the first two circuits (I believe the circuits are six or seven minutes each), but was forced to stop after the chest/ab circuit was done.  I’m not into puking, and feel no need to keep pushing through until I vomit on myself.  Bleck.  Puking doesn’t make a person tough.

I’ve decided that from now on I will skip her five minute warm up, and just do my own warming up sans ridiculous jumping up and down until I feel the need to hork up my innards.  The rest of the workout is just fine, but that first five minutes has got to go!!!

Late afternoon I did a couple of ten minute segments with Amy Dixon, because I was still kinda pissed at Jillian for helping my lactic acids make me feel like death for the first portion of my day.  I also did twenty four minutes of yoga as an intense cool down.

This was the third week of my personal challenge, and it has been the least intensive week so far.  I got in three workouts, so ended up pretty short of the 2800 calorie weekly goal.  I was extremely drained, my back was still pretty sore until almost the end of the week, and I knew I needed to take it easier though, so I am cool with it.  I personally am content that now a three workout week seems like a lazier week to me.  That definitely indicates a lot of progress!  Not long ago, three workouts would have been an “on point” week for me.  I like it that my goal is to workout a little each day, and be consistent.  I just keep thinking An extra four hundred calories a day burned will take off forty pounds in a year’s time. I’ve got a simple thing to work towards, which is good cause I’m a simple minded gal.  Keep it simple for a slow witted creature such as myself, that’s my motto.

I am no longer counting calories, but have gone back to writing things down in a notebook.  Counting always ends up making me go loco, so I write things down without the calorie information.  That brings awareness and helps, and I never end up dreading it.  Figuring out each and every recipe is time consuming for a person who doesn’t eat the same thing for dinner over and over, and I don’t want to make that kind of time commitment.  Breakfasts and lunches I eat the same sorts of things, but come dinner time I’m sitting on myfitnesspal trying to calculate my damn dinner, and it gets old.  I don’t knock it, because I know it helps other people a lot, but it simply doesn’t work for me.  Ug.  Trying to find out what DOES work for me is like trying to find a relatively tiny item in a comparatively large pile of less tiny items.  One day, I will get it all sorted out.  One day.

Hope everybody is having a great weekend!  I’m off to catch up with blog reading.

 

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