I know, my hair's attractive.

But that's not the point.

Just wanted to show you the shade of red my face gets when I do P90x.

It pushes you and hurts you and slaps you in the face.

FYI: I'm not doing it religiously so dont hold me accountable for not looking like Jennifer Lopez in 3 months. But please yell at me if I'm resembling something more like Rosie O'Donnell.

Looking for Fitness Friend!!

Are you tired of looking fat?
Are you finding rolls of fat in new places?
Are you growing a baby inside of you?

If you have answered yes to one or all of these questions, YOU NEED ME.
Actually, it means I need you... and you might need me!

I am looking for someone who wants to be my Fitness Friend! I have really fallen out of my workout routine and would like to find someone in the South Jordan (or near to that) area to come work out with me. We can either work out at my club house or I also have a membership at the local community center.

Also, the community center has some really great group fitness classes that we could get ourselves involved in, so hurry up and let's be Fitness Friends!!

C'mon, you know you want it just as bad as I do!

This is What Happens When I Have to Make Decisions

Friday is the day we leave for Subway.
And I'm kind of dreading it.
Because I don't really want to die,
and James told me that was probably going to be
the end result.
Did I mention I am going to be the only girl?
That was a lie.
I'm just craving your sympathy.
But really, there's only me and another one.
So we might as well count us as one.

Is it me or do I sound a litte bit pathetic?

Typing this just made me realize that if I end up not going,
it will make me look like a loser.
So I'm probably going.
Because I'm having a case of low self-esteem
and need you to think I'm awesome.
Because I am awesome.
Not lame.

But you knew that

because you like me

no. you love me. right?

just nod.

The 5K

It was great. I felt really accomplished.
It was even a little addicting, so I am looking for another one to do.
I ran it in like 29 something minutes.
I really liked my running buddy.
And that bagel afterwards.. THAT BAGEL.
It tasted like heaven.
And I didn't even feel bad about it.

It's here.

The day has come.
No more waiting.

My 5K is tomorrow.

And I would be pretty confident with it,
but yesterday I went running and my leg completely gave out.
Almost fell face-first unto the treadmill.
And it hurt. SO. BAD.
So I've been stretching it like no other.
And I am praying that will be enough.
Because if it isnt, and it turns out I don't run well
after 4 weeks of running like a maniac for this...
I WILL POOP.
POOOOOOP I TELL YOU.

The way we handle business around here.

Last night I went to the gym.

And after watching most of a show, I was still there.

Running.

I wasn't really tired.

I looked down and there they were:

four. miles.

I screamed a little inside.

It made me happy.

And James was jealous.

We reconciled our differences by kissing.

Life Lesson Learned: Be awesome and get some.

Determination is my worst enemy.

I signed up yesterday to do the 5K for Draper Days in July.
Then, I proceeded to make a plan of my next four weeks of training.
I'm a pretty good runner but I haven't ran outside since last summer and I take it as a challenge. I've always been a better runner inside, though everyone probably is.
Well, today during my lunch, I decided to run around a park that is behind our building.
The trail of the park is about 1.6 miles around.
Today, I ran 1.5. And then I died.I usually run 3.5!!!
Needless to say, I'm a little disappointed.
I think it was all that hotness. And the fact I haven't ran in 4 weeks might also have something to do with it... but not likely.
I will try again after the sun goes down, or maybe before it comes up tomorrow.
But in 4 weeks I will run those 3.2 miles and it wont phase me.
Because I said so.

Subway... you mean the sandwich right?

Nope.

I just committed myself to go on a little hike later in July.

As soon as they said subway
I got all excited because I thought
it would involve me eating a five dollar foot long.

Big mistake.
It involves cold water, and heights,
and me going off of cliffs where there is HEIGHTS involved.

So, there. I needed to make sure to get that whine out
and have some cheese with it.
(I really need to stop relating everything to food)

I'm pretty sure it's going to make me poop my pants.
And yes, I meant poop. Not pee.
But I'm still excited.

I'm still not drinking water, though.

You probably think that I am a total slacker and

that all I do is eat donuts and drink diet coke.

(doesn't actually sound so bad today)

But

You're wrong.

I've been running at least 3 times a week.

And I am happy to announce that

I am up to 3.5 mile runs without stopping.

That's basically a 5k.

Does that make me awesome?

and I've even said bye-bye to a few of

LBS.

But since my husband is the only one

who seems to notice

(I think he's just smart)

Let's just keep it simple.

...

I RUN LIKE A CHEETAH!

Booyah!

You dont know nothing.

I'm sure I shouldnt eat these since I'm trying to get a hot bod.

I'm pretty sure that doughnuts are bad for you.

But I'm also pretty sure that chocolate iced doughnuts

with sprinkles makes a friday even better.

Happy Friday!

Day 2

Who could have thought that a Spinning class could kick your trash?
Well, not I.
So I faced it with my tough attitude.
By minute 10, I was begging for class to be over.
50 minutes later, you could guess how I was feeling.
But I did it.
And after, I was even glad I did.
Now the decision to go or not to go on Thursday...
At 5:30 in the morning.
I might DIE since I haven't woken up that early since
I was a junior in high school and had
early morning seminary.

We'll see.

Yoga-lates.
I'll see you tomorrow night.

New Found Determination

This weekend I:

Enjoyed a Jazz game.

Met family I'd never seen before.

Said goodbye to family I'd never met before.

Held our friend's new born baby.

Had ribs and loved them.

Saw my cousin who just got back from a 2 year mission.

Ate lasagna with a ton of family.

Watched an obsene amount of CSI episodes.

Gave up coke for the 50th time.

Welcomed 5 new fitness classes per week.

Decided to seriously get fit.

I have a cycling class tonight.

(!)

Because though I have lost 5 pounds since Christmas,

I dont feel any change in my body.

So I must say,

I am really excited.

Problem Detected

(Actual cookies brought in today)

Want to know why it's so hard for me to lose weight?

Breakfast. Someone promises someone else muffins.

"You're not going to have any? I made them," they tell you.

You don't eat your yogurt and banana.

You cave.

Lunch time. You haven't tried mexican food like this, someone says.

"I'll bring you some. You wont regret it."

You leave your salad in the fridge another day.

You cave.

Snack. You're minding your own business. Working.

You're even drinking water.

Hello, Health insurance people. You brought cookies.

How nice.

Sugar cookies.

Cream cheese topping.

CHILLED.

You, of course, cave.

Does anyone else see a problem here???

I believe that there are women still out there that dont know that this exists and that it is available to all human beings.

I have a smelly Pilates mate to prove it.