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Bad Mean@$$

Tuesday…  I ate well through the day.  I had basketball in the evening.  No exercise (other than pushups/situps).  Tons of Oreos w/ milk before bed.  Oh.  And 2 Hansen’s Diet Soda’s, One 20oz Coke Zero, and two cans of Diet Coke.  YIKES.

Wednesday:

Food:

  • Honey Nut Cheerios, 1% milk, banana, coffee, hazelnut sugarfree creamer
  • 3 brownies.
  • Apple.  Another brownie.
  • Natural Almond butter and Simply Blackberry jam on wheat w/ Hansen’s natural diet black cherry soda…  and two brownies.
  • McDonald’s Ranch Chicken BLT w/ small fries
  • Luna Bar
  • Salmon & reduced fat cream cheese triscuits w/ wine

Exercise:

  • 50 toe pushups, 50 situps
  • Reilly Walk
  • 2hr league practice (ok… more like 1.5hr.  I was late and sat out a bit.)
  • 1hr Fight Club practice.

OMG I am soo tired.  Stressful day at work yesterday.  Rough morning (hence the three homemade from scratch with chocolate chunks in them brownies.)  I was exhausted so I went home around 2:15.  Walked Reilly and took a sort of nap.  We listened to Bonnie D on our walk, and then we (me and Reilly) lay in bed listening to it and sort of zoning out.  Then we lay there in silence for 30 mins or so and when it was time to get up…  well I almost missed practice entirely.

I needed to have a TT30 chat w/ Sweets, so I got my ass up and to practice. No time to make food, and nothing looked appetizing, so I figured I’d hit McDonald’s.  Misto (who I carpooled with) wanted a Grilled Chicken Sandwich.  So I got the same thing instead of the cheeseburgers and nuggets I’d originally intended to order.  So one less-than-awful decision yesterday.

And then practice was good.  Cass and Gayg helped me understand a bit of my Eval feedback, and then I used it on them (and Alpha and Sweets) during Fight Club practice…  which feels pretty damn good, I have to say.  I was jamming against them and wore them down so much that my fourth try I juked a three foot wide hole for myself.  Bwaaahahahaha.  Yes.

This morning it was really hard to get out of bed.  I skipped my calisthenics.  I’ll have to make them up later today.  Once the fog clears.

Oh–and btw–for all my “Thunda’s practice wasn’t that hard” comments…  Yeah.  Around 5 on Tuesday.  Hurt to stand up/sit down.  That continued all the way up to practice Wednesday.  I *think* it’s passed.

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Karma sucks when you’re an asshole. Apparently I’m an asshole.

Food:

  • honey nut cheerios w/ 1% milk, banana, coffee, hazelnut creamer
  • apple, greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola
  • salad w/ tofu and light balsamic vinegar.  VitaRain Zero.
  • natural almond butter with honey and simply blackberry jam on wheat w/ 1% milk
  • Triscuits w/ reduced fat cream cheese, english cucumber slices, and smoked salmon.
  • Wine.  Chocolate Peanut Butter Moose Tracks Ice Cream.  Dove Chocolates

Exercise:

  • 50 toe push ups
  • 50 situps (25 crunches, 25 cobras)
  • Short Reilly Walk
  • Spin Class

Spin Class was great, but…  weird.  Leslie class, so it was fabulous.  My seat was taken when I got there, so I had to sit elsewhere.  So did five other “regulars.”  There’s this fat guy that’s been coming since the new year.  Sometimes he stares at me.  But when he notices me notice him staring, he looks away.  You know, like you’re supposed to do.  Yesterday he had to sit in front of me, so that was a relief.

I talk about him like I’m being judgmental.  I’m not.  I’m proud of him.  It’s clear Spin Class is so difficult for him.  Sometimes he has to sit out for drills, but he never gives up.  He’s always there, on time, he stays the whole class, and even when he sits out for part, he keeps riding.  And he’s lost some weight already.

So I was cheering when he sat in front of me, since it meant he couldn’t stare at me.  Then this other dude, who annoys me, sat on the other bike in front of me.  He annoys me b/c he wears his cycling outfit to class.  And he shaves his legs.  And he puts a pedometer on his bike.  And he sweats puddles onto the mat below him (it’s gross.)  None of these things would be such a big deal, and weren’t, until yesterday.  He was late.  Leslie was instructing us during our warm-up, and I felt eyes on me.  He was on his bike, fully turned around, neck craning, giving me a cheesy grin.  I met his eyes, grimaced (gave him my fake “wtf do you want stop staring at me asshole” grin), and looked strait back at Leslie.  He continued craning and staring.

😡

Eventually, he turned around.  But continued to annoy me by first not doing the things Leslie instructed us to do.  When she says stand: fucking stand up, asshole.  When she says sprint: fucking sprint, asshole.  Etc.  W.T.F.  ???  If you’re too good for my teacher and this class, go ride a bike somewhere else.  Period.

Then I caught this dipwad staring at me in the fucking mirror.  I’m the only one who gets to stare at me in the fucking mirror.  Look away, asshole.  Look away.

I go there to workout.  I go there to forget evaluations and Contenders and Practice Squad and Fight Club and the fight I had with Tim and Reilly pulling on her leash, etc.  I don’t go there to bat eyelashes at some fucking bald jock in his damn cycling outfit who’s craning his neck to look at me and trying to make google-y eyes in the mirror.

I was pissed.  But I just stared at Leslie and ignored him.  The staring and craning continued the full hour.  (As he poured sweat like a fire hydrant onto the mat below him.  Gross, dude.  Gross.)

So then I go to drive home, right?  Yeah.  Totally almost killed myself.  It was blizzardy on top of ice, and there’s a sharp turn w/ a cliff as you exit the Rec Center.  I was only going 20, but my brakes/steering wheel picked that moment to freeze.  My brain was processing whether the yellow-black caution sign things would hold my car when I slammed into them when I finally made the hard left and came to a stop at the curb.  (5 feet from death.  Or at least a major fucking accident and the death of my car.)

Then I went home and showered and ate salmon triscuits and ice cream and drank wine.

Here is a picture of the “cliff” from Google Earth.  It was much scarier in a blizzard.  At night…

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Lead Legged

Food: way over yet again.  fuuuuck.

  • Honey nut cheerios, 1% milk, banana, coffee, hazelnut sugar free creamer
  • Naked Protein Zone Mango Smoothie (yuck–the protein ones are gritty,) clementine
  • 6″ turkey on wheat from subway, w/ swiss cheese, honey mustard, and all of the veggies
  • Yoplait Greek w/ fruit and granola, apple
  • 2 no bake energy bites.  😦
  • triscuits w/ cream cheese and smoked salmon (5)
  • almonds
  • Chicken breast w/ dijon mustard and honey, brown rice (plain).
  • Wine

Exercise:

  • 50 toe push ups
  • 50 crunches (25 regular, 25 cobra)
  • short Reilly walk
  • Spin Class

I was exhausted at work today.  Falling asleep in a 7:15am meeting, falling asleep at lunch.  I left early and passed out the second I got home.  Okay, that’s a lie.  First I stuffed my face with not one, but two energy bites (at 270 calories a piece.  yikes!  better than a peanut butter cookie, I guess… I dunno.)  Funny–I had been chatting w/ Die on facebook, and she teased me just as I fell into the sleep of the dead.  I think she thought I was offended when I hadn’t responded.  Haha.  Oops.

Spin class.  My legs hurt and felt like lead, but…  I’m wondering if my exhaustion and overeating are the result of seasonal depression (or any kind of depression) so I figured Spin Class would make me feel better.  The only exercise I’ve had since last Tuesday has been derby, which is not as…  relaxing?  calming?  I dunno.  as regular exercise.  At Spin class, I’m just “Lindsay,” andI can turn my brain off and just go, you know? And when it’s over I feel that good exhaustion and a sort of relief of having let go of my stress, etc.  So–despite being exhausted, I went.  I *think* that was a good decision.  I seem to be in a more positive mood.  Tired, but positive.  For now.  😉

Took a nice, super hot epsom salt bath when I got home.  Mmmm…  With wine, of course. Feeling pretty good, now.  I do want some pie, though.  (Un)Fortunately, I don’t have any.  😦  Sad day.

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Ouch.

Food: 2568/2598

  • Jimmy Dean Turkey Sausage Muffin, Coffee w/ Sugarfree Pumpkin Spice Creamer, banana
  • Luna Bar (Vanilla Almond)
  • Leafy greens, sugar snap peas, tomatoes, and tuna salad w/ greek yogurt, honey, red wine vinegar, and Pom dressing, Blue Machine Naked Smoothie w/ Nonfat greek yogurt
  • Almonds, banana, Dole fruit cup, 1% cottage cheese
  • Salmon filet, steamed broccoli, Lemon garlic herb wild rice, red wine.

Exercise:

  • 1 hr. Body Combat
  • 1 hr. Body Pump
  • 45mins Yoga (stretching)
  • Long Reilly walk

About 20 minutes into Cardio-Kickbocking, the past 24 hours flashed before my eyes: Yesterday–a long walk with Reilly, Speed Skating/Off Skates training, martini, sleep, breakfast sammie, Body Combat, Body Pump, Luna Bar, Reilly walk.

Holy Shit.  Tired.  Sore legs.  Ran into Leslie on my way to Body Combat.  She was teaching Spin today.  I was tempted, but as my semi-conscious self struggled to convince me I was too stiff/sore to go to class today,  a leg workout was out of the question.  Plus I had shorts on.  Shorts + Spin = Chaffage.  Ouch.  So I missed Leslie’s Endurance Cycle.  Unfortunate.  I’d love to see what she does with that extra 15 minutes.  Anyway.

So Body Combat.  Holy Eff am I terrible at it.  Yikes.  Jennifer, the instructor, asked if it was anyone’s first time.  It was my second.  So I kept my mouth shut.  Mistake.  I couldn’t see her/myself in the mirror where I was standing.  I get so confused in that class.  And this week we… like..  sword chopped the air.  Repeatedly.  Then held someone on the ground and punched them in the face.  It could have been worse.  It could have been a real person.  Or I could have been stomping on their face.  But still.  Somehow the act of holding my arm as if I were holding someone down and beating them to a pulp was repulsive to me.  I suppose I’ll go back a few times.  See if I “get” it eventually.  It is a good workout.  I’m thinking about trying Zumba.  Anyone?  Yes/no?

After Body Pump Jennifer stopped me and told me I had great legs.  😀  Asked if I ran.  I said no I play Roller Derby.  Then I blushed and walked out to my Yoga mat, and realized it’s probably actually the spinning…  anyway.  It was a really nice compliment.

So I’ve eaten 2500+ calories, and even on the 2000 calorie/day deficit, fitbit says I have not exceeded my caloric intake for the day.  Cool, right?  I should do this exercising business more.

In other news, I’m raging bitch PMSing, so I’ve been all grumpy all day.  Tim and I were hanging Christmas Lights. I hate Christmas.  I spent $100 on lights, and a) I didn’t get enough and b) Tim wants to exchange them *rolls eyes.*  He insisted we go to Lowe’s for more even though the originals were from Costco (farther away.)  Unfortunately, the new Lowe’s ones won’t plug into the Costco ones.  So Tim bought some adapter, but they don’t make the right adapter b/c the brand new Costco lates are “outdated,” so he also bought a file to file the plug down.  Sounds safe, eh?  Anyway, so I was irritated that he won’t listen to me, etc.  And then he was being bossy about the Christmas Tree so I may have said some things below the belt.  (I broke a light, and now a whole branch is out, and I was struggling to fix it, and when he kept telling me to leave it and hang ornaments I finally said “I have to fix it b/c you never fix anything.”  Which is true.  But apparently not appreciated.)  Boys.  Ugh.

Anyway, so.  Maybe one more glass of wine before bed.  But I’ll have a large glass of water first.  😀

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Thus concludes my Cheat-kend.

Food:

  • Two eggs over easy with buttery sourdough toast (*drools*) and coffee w/ creamer
  • Beer.  Martini (w/ Bleu Cheese Olives)
  • Flank Steak, Salmon, Quinoa /w Garbanzo beans, Salad w/ Greek Yogurt Red Wine Vinegar “dressing,” Red Wine, french fries
  • Chocolate Ice Cream, Red Wine
  • Red Wine

Exercise:

  • Scrimmage

That’s right.  Cheat-kend. My weekend of cheating.  And the eggs and toast were delicious and did not give me the liquid shits today (bonus!)  The vodka, beer, and wine were divine, as usual.  Scrimmage was fun.

This whole cold + dark at 5pm shit is gonna get old fast.  I’d love to be walking Reilly right now, but, well.  It’s dark.  So there goes about half of my exercise.  Fuck.  Gonna have to figure that out STAT.

What else?  Oh.  Well.  Apparently I am an asshole and am currently ditching dinner at Tootsie’s.  😦  I didn’t mean to.  Bad Mean@$$.

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