Sickness and Wind

For those keeping track, it has been a while since I updated this. There are a couple of reasons. The first is that I got a nasty stomach virus. While it was quite efficient at helping me take off the pounds, I would have to continue the agony in order to keep it off. There goes one week.

When I started feeling better, I hit the treadmill. They were even playing with Transporter, which is not a great movie, but action packed and easy to work out to. My body wasn't feeling it. I did 1.77 miles and called it a day.

God, I'm convinced did not want me at the gym. Louisville got hit with Hurricane force winds knocking out power to pretty much the entire city. I couldn't even go to the gym to take a hot shower.

So for now, I am confined to my computer at work and looking forward to being able to say I did three miles, but it may take some time as trees are still laying in the streets and power is still not on in many homes, including mine.

What a pain in the...

I went in to do my three miles. I actually only meant to do two but as time rolled on I thought "might as well." The first mile I felt like my lower back was going to go out. I tried tightening my stomach or tucking in my tailbone, but it was just aching. By the end of the workout it was fine. That pain was replaced by the overwhelming urge to kill whoever picked the cardio theater movie today. Penelope Cruz and Gwenyth Paltrow and I have no idea what it is actually about.

Who picks this crap? What was running through their little minds? "We are going to have a bunch of people working out, so we must pick the slowest movie on the face of the planet." Good choice. Losers.

I had a late lunch and got taco bell instead of lean cuisine. I stuffed myself and then felt sick. Yeah, I know, I brought this upon myself. For dinner I'm having steamed veggies instead of the chicken adobo I made a couple of days ago. My husband thinks it smells like death and potato chips. Strange, as he really likes potato chips.

I also made some lasagna with ground turkey and half the cheese. I think it sucks, but I still devoured a lion's share the other night. I just seem to be really hungry all the time. I blame my mother. Mainly because I know she doesn't read this.

I would walk 500 miles...

Ok, the truth be told, I walked three and a half miles and felt pretty good about it. I actually intended on three miles but they were playing National Treasure in the cardio theater and I'm a sucker for working out to action scenes.

I have decided that I am going to walk the mini marathon next year. That is 13 miles. Yikes. My plan is to work on getting my miles under 15 minutes because that is the requirement and right now my short little stumps can only muster about 17 minute miles.

So starting with three miles and then adding, I'm going to be able to walk 6 miles by December and if all goes well they will be 15 to 16 minute miles. Wish me luck!