Sistah Pat

5:00 a.m. - Going to hold firm to my plan today. I’m up early so I can squeeze in a 15 minute workout this morning (although I’d much rather take my coffee and go sit in the spa) and I’m not going to let anyone cheat me out of taking 15 minutes to work out for my “lunch”. No matter what happens, I’m locking my door and doing 15 minutes of high intensity aerobics halfway through the day. Now, because I’ve got to get moving, I’m laying out the weight, 165.5 again, and heading upstairs to workout.

6:15 - Got my 15 minutes in. Burned 140 calories. Off to a good start!

5:00 p.m. - I had to make myself squeeze out 15 minutes today and I’m proud of myself for doing it. I ate my lunch while I worked and then I kept working and, at some point, I realized that it was 1:00 and I still hadn’t taken a break. I went in my office, locked the door, took off my heels and blouse (don’t worry, I kept the cami on) and plugged in my MP3 player. I don’t have to worry about anyone walking in because I’m responsible for safeguarding lots and lots of laptops so no one has a key to my office but me, Pitiful, Arrogant, Upchuck Lowlife, and the librarian. Since I told them I was going to workout, they knew not to bother me. Even the principal doesn’t have a key to my room. I was about ten minutes into my workout and my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was my principal. Ready, chickies?? I didn’t answer it. I had promised myself that I wouldn’t let anything interfere with my 15 minutes and I stuck to it! I happened to stroll past her office about 15 minutes later and she grabbed me but, guess what, it wasn’t anything that couldn’t wait.

6:50 - I’ve got to quit pushing myself so hard. I was going to go upstairs and do a quick 15 minute workout but I was feeling good so I went for week 2 of C25K after 20 minutes of step aerobics and did high intensity aerobics during the “cool down, brisk walk” periods. Worked like a dog for 50 minutes and felt like I should keep going and get at least an hour in. Still, it’s getting late so I used a little common sense and stopped. Don’t know why I feel like I quit before I should have. There’s a skinny little bitch inside me somewhere that won’t leave me alone! Always pushing for more. I refuse to feel bad for stopping after 45 minutes. Enough is enough. I’ve had a perfect day and I’m going to crash on the sofa and watch The People’s Court. BTW, burned 410 calories and it’s still pumping.