Adventures in absurdity… January 16, 2008
Now this has nothing to do with weightloss, but I have to share my misery with you. So 2008 is apparently the year of the meeting. Specifically, the year of the useless meeting. Anyways, I had to be out at a meeting an hour away at 8. So I drag my butt up before the sun and get out there at 7:50, only to find out that the meeting starts at 8:30, which, in useless meeting speak, actually means we’re going to sit around unproductively until it actually starts at 8:45. And boy did it start. We stood up, were instructed to stand next to someone we don’t know, and hold their hand while we all sang “Lean on Me.” No, really. I’m serious. You can’t make this crap up. Yeah, after that I was pretty weirded out, and unfortunately fell victim to the doughnut. D’oh! But seriously… holding hands and singing? That is just too much for me to handle. We were only half a step away from Kumabaya and a drum circle.
Other than the doughnut, food was pretty good. For breakfast, I had the doughnut and a string cheese. Lunch was another quesadilla with Amy’s refried black beans. Which, is, incidentally, fast becoming my favorite lunch. For an afternoon snack, I had a bag of 100 calorie popcorn. Dinner was 3 oz of turkey and 2 baked potatoes. Looking back, definitely need some more fruit and veggies. I mean, seriously, how much more starch can one person eat in one day?
I made it to the gym again today. Tired, sore, but there. I didn’t enjoy running as much as I did yesterday, but I beat my time by 14 seconds. How? No clue. I actually thought I would perish tonight, like DFO (done fall over) and be gone. But I made it. I’m feeling really pretty apathetic about it tonight though. I think it’s because I’m utterly exhausted. Or because pain trumps ecstatic feelings of success every time. Atleast it’s a good pain (whatever that means). I topped it with 25 minutes on the eliptical. Pretty same ole, same ole. But I was there right before closing, and, like I said, I was pretty much writing my last will and testament on the treadmill. I cosndier my survival to be tonight’s success. Total distance tonight: 2.5 miles. Not too shabby for being flabby.
Your meetings sound worse than mine! At ours we played tam-tam drums for 2 hours. Teambuilding. It was migrainebuilding.
Good job on the running!
Teambuilding sounds like quite the the thing to be doing at 8 am
No wonder you fell victim to the donut. Good job on the running!