Just over two weeks ago I broke the sad news of the Eurotrip getting pushed to the back burner, but I am who I am which means I don’t give up. Much like a bulldog on a bone, I’m just going to keep at it until I acheive my reward.
So here’s where things stand:
We are on a serious budget with the aim of paying down aaaalllll the debt with the exception of our home and rental property, and my OUT-FREAKING-RAGEOUS student laons. May the universe bless my guy for taking on a woman who will pay stupid amounts of money for advanced education. This is our first month, and it’s definitely challenging, but fortunately I am married to the world’s most patient and indulgent man. We can do this.
I’ve figured out that I just have to print my book – yes, all near-200 pages – if I’m going to take a serious stab at editing it. It must be all the years of Journalism in high school that makes me incapable of taking the editing process seriously without visualizing it with red (or green, like my teacher at Greenway HS) pen scrawled across the text. I just need the manuscript to look bloody and used to be satisfied that I’ve suffered as much as I need to through the creative process. So printing shall occur this week, and thus shall begin a committed editing process complete with adequate suffering and frustration. Ahhhh, that feels better. 😉
Now, abut that Size 8/145 lbs. I’m sloooowly getting back on target. I weighed in on Saturday at 152.6. And I compared these two pics of myself by pure coincidence and can see that I HAVE, in fact, lost some of my chub, and at least toned my arms a bit.
What do you think? Have I made any de-chunkifying progress?
Yesterday I ran a mile and then did some strength training in the AM and felt INCREDIBLE. Today I am slightly sore, which actually makes me feel quite accomplished. Guess I need to suffer in all things to feel I’m making progress. ha!
The nutrition part has been the hardest, but I’m getting back into my committed Carby-cycling to keep moving in the right direction. I also plan to get more committed to running – okay, jogging is more the term, but it’s still moving faster than all the people on the couch. 😉 I want to learn to love it as I did for a brief period in the military. I think it will also help to lose some more weight and tone muscle if I can kick my workouts up a notch.
I was next to a hardcore chick on the treadmill last week who was doing this sort of running side-lunge move, interval sprints, walkling lunges, distance running…She was a beast. Of course part of me wanted to hit the Emergency Stop button and send her hurdling headfirst over the front of the treadmill due to an extreme annoyance brought on by envy, but I couldn’t help but give her a silent applause when her irritating ass moved on to her next workout. Bravo, Crazy Treadmill Show-off Girl. Bravo. I may not be there today, but you and your endlessly rage-inducing perky fitness have inspired me. Now pat yourself on the back and then go eat something. 😉
Although this blog is super helpful for keeping me accountable and tracking my progress, I have no doubt my self-indulgent ramblings can be tiresome, so I hereby pledge to start posting a weekly non-PFL post. I have two DIY projects to share (super awesome if I do say so myself!), and I’m sure can easily find something to rant, rave, deconstruct, or otherwise have an opinion on. It may or may not be insightful, but it shall be an opinion nonetheless, and likely laced with my brand of sarcasm and humor.
In the meantime, here’s a little teaser of an upcoming DIY – a Pallet Wine Rack done the lazy way for procrastinating “use what you have” types like me. I promise – it gets prettier!
Oh, you lucky little readers you! 😉