Sunday, February 27, 2011

It's a Funny Feeling

Yesterday I went to an 8:30am class with my roommate at 9nth Degree.  It's a kickass workout, for real, its 55 minutes of non-stop cardio and strength intervals and I am SORE today.  Good sore.  The kind of sore that hit me first thing in the morning and stretching feels good.  Not a defeating debilitating sore, but a my-muscles-are-getting-stronger-because-I-worked-so-hard sore.

I decided to take Sunday as my rest day, since I plan on making it to the gym 6 days a week going forward and I want to start this week (I made it 4 days! Hooray!) and I had the funniest feeling this morning....

I wanted to go to the gym.

First I thought, well, maybe I'll go for 30 minutes to burn off the 4 girlscout cookies I ate before bed.  Then I realized that I just really wanted to go sweat, go watch some bad tv on the elliptical, push it on the treadmill.

Im still going to take today and rest, but maybe tomorrow I will be a little extra excited when its 4pm and I need to change into my gym clothes at work and I'm cursing the world and all the cheese bread that I ate this weekend.  Maybe then I'll be a little bit jazzed to lace up.  We shall see.

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Im going again Wednesday night at 630, care to join?

Thursday, February 24, 2011

I swear

Tomorrow I'll start with the pictures.  It's hard to describe how good my greek omelet was for dinner without a picture of it.  It was egg beaters, feta, mushrooms, onions, spinach, and gyro meat (oh yes).  It's my favorite diner omelet and I get it whenever I'm at Coney Island (where I was tonight) or Country Inn (where I have breakfast with my grandpa).  I had it with wheat toast AND a side of pita bread with tzatziki sauce.  I had a little bit of a "I ran hard so I can reward myself" mentality going on there, which I need to avoid, in truth I could have done without the pita.

I also could have done without the two pieces of dark chocolate and two shortbread cookies that I just demolished.

I did reluctantly make it to the gym for 30 minutes on the tready and 20 minutes on the elliptical.  It was okay, I didnt feel as awesome as yesterday but I didnt expect to.  I did watch Food Network again though, there is something mesmerizing about Ina Garten.

I was reading my newest most favorite blogger, hungryrunnergirl, and she was talking about how she likes angry music when she runs and I realized that I do too.  Not the same type of music as she does exactly but I listen to some AWESOME jams so I'll start sharing with you here.

Just a warning, you're going to have no other choice but to go for a run when you listen to this, its fantastic.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Why don't I do this everyday?

That was the thought that kept running through my mind on the treadmill today.  It had been a full week since I had been to the gym and I was dreading it.  I was exhausted.  Work was awful.  I have blisters on both of my heels from the new pumps I wore over the weekend (stupidly, to a concert, where I stood for three hours, OY). I ate a thousand girlscout cookies since I got home on Sunday.  The list goes on and on and on....

Only, it wasnt awful, it was great.  My legs felt fresh, I was jamming to my music, my heels felt okay, and honestly the 35 minutes kinda flew by.  And as I kicked the speed up to a 6.3 (gasp! I know!) just for the fun of it, I thought, WHY don't I do this everyday?  Why do I make the excuses?

I finished up my workout with 20 minutes on the elliptical and even THAT was enjoyable.  Maybe it was the week off, maybe it was the endorphins, but I felt glad to be there.  And maybe next time I try to make excuses I can come back and read this post.

OH! Also, while I was on the elliptical watching the Food Network, Ina Garten made this and I nearly died.  It sounded so fancy and looked so amazing that I think I must make it immediately.

Depending on the price of fromage blanc, naturally.

Does anybody else watch Food Network at the gym?

What's your favorite girlscout cookie?
Mine are Tagalongs, ohhhhh boy are they heavenly.  But I also love the Shortbread and Samoas.  Oh! And Thin Mint!

I have a little bit of a cookie problem.

Friday, February 11, 2011

A Lurker becomes a Blogger

I came to the realization this week that I have been actively lurking in the blogging community for longer than I'd care to admit.

It started about 3 years ago, at least, when I stumbled on  I had just started running, if you can even call it that, and taking my health seriously, and I was searching for a little advice and maybe a sense of community while sitting at my lonely desk in Chicago.  Oh boy did I find it.  I became obsessed with her blog roll, linking me to more bloggers who then lead me to even MORE and MORE blogs!! Here I am, years later, trying to navigate through this crazy quarter life crisis, finding my sanity and my inspiration for so many things in this wonderful community that I've become part of.

Only, really, I HAVENT become part of it.  Because I lurk, I barely comment, and the one or two emails I have send to bloggers made me anxious for days!  How could I dare email these women who have inspired me so much!  Given me so much great advice!

Well blog land, I'm tired of lurking, of being a spectator, I can contribute to this community that I adore! It's not going to be pretty, or grammatically correct, but gosh darnit if I won't at least try.

I owe you all that much at least.