...I drank spinach...

I'm in love with my pillow. I am soooo tired.
I left ALL of my energy at the gym. I poured it ALL into my workout.
But man, it felt goooooood. I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow's session!

You know what else? I went to Costco. Specifically for those damn Dark Chocolate-covered pomegranates. Oh, they are evil. But I was responsible. I put them into individual 1/2 serving bags so I'm not tempted to eat them by the CUP FULL.....

While at Costco, I also experienced my first ever GREEN SMOOTHIE.....I am hooked. It was some dude selling the BlendTec, which I'd heard of but never seen in real life. It's $369 and I was -this close- to buying one. He mixed me a smoothie with kale, spinach, bananas, kiwis (with the skins on) and pineapple (with the core) and blueberries, and strawberries with the LEAVES ON and some other good stuff. And it tasted FABULOUS....I drank spinach!! And didn't die!

Well, of course, I'm a curious sort so I said I'd be back. I came home and researched it. And it looks so goooood. I want one. I do. But damn, it's $369.00!!!! That's a lot of money....I'm thinking of asking for that for Mother's Day....I'd even let him count it as my anniversary/birthday/Christmas gift. But we'll see. With a purchase THAT big, I have to think about it long and hard.

But seriously, I couldn't even TASTE the spinach. That machine crunched it up sooooo small, you couldn't see it at all.....not even a fleck, and he put in a TON of it. if I didn't see him do it, I wouldn't have believed it.

I drank spinach, people. This is how they snag ya though. You drink spinach and they get ya....
I want one, I do.....I DRANK SPINACH!!!

....the next level....

I was a total bitch to my husband last night. I hate hormones. Sure, they make me all feminine and shit, but damn, they RUIN me for like 2 days a month....luckily, he's out of town. Still, he irritated me. I was so wound up that I even ordered Chinese take-out....I was so freakin' emotional yesterday. It really sucks to be a girl sometimes...

Well, today I took all that anger and put it into my workout...my trainer was completely blown away by how much energy my anger and frustrations hold.. He told me that if I can bring THAT to my daily gym workout, that I'll change my body a lot sooner.

So obviously, I'm indulging myself too much. Too much whining and excuses going on (which I knew but really didn't want to admit) I am allowing my anger and emotions to stop me. I'm SABOTAGING my own freakin' efforts!! How stupid is that?? After he trains me, I usually spent a few minutes on the treadmill and then call it good. But today, I went rowing and I pushed myself harder than I usually do. Then I went and lifted more than I usually do...I was drippin' sweat. I looked GREAT. Some random guy even LOOKED at me.
You know, he looked at me-looked at me......That's what I'm talkin' about......

I'm gonna get out of my own way.
I'm going to sweat more.
I'm going to PUSH myself.
I won't let a little pain stop me.
It's ON.....I feel so powerful. Very different that I usually do, but isn't that the whole idea?
And I'm thinking about taking a KICKBOXING class. So what if I look stupid? I'd rather look stupid for a little while than look fat FOREVER...

It's ON.....

.....ugh.....

It's that time....when it sucks to be a girl.
I cannot indulge in the First Day Lie-on-the-couch, clutching the remote routine. I have to go to the GYM. My trainer will not forgive me for skipping out. And truthfully, logically, I KNOW I'll feel better and my cramps will ease if I go exercise. But damn it! I just want to go back to bed. My First Day is always so bad that I keep a bottle of prescription strength muscle relaxers in my cabinet. I just take 1-2 each month, but still.....

Ugh.....

That being said. I'm hopeful that some of that 169# on my scale yesterday is actually just water weight, bloat, period crap. I'm going to work hard this week and move those damn numbers.

I'm going to go watch a Pilates class today. I am totally intimidated by yoga. And I don't want to look stupid in front of all those flawless. Why do I even care what they think? They don't know me....

I am doing it again...whining. Somebody slap me, please........and I am thinking about walking to the freezer and throwing away those damn GS cookies. I still have not opened them but the temptation just got stronger.

wild woman, that's me...

(I googled "wild dancing" and these wild cranes popped up, so I'm gonna use them....I look like that when I dance...)

I splurged on some new music on iTunes.
I spoil myself. The amount of spoiling is directly related to how good or bad my day is going.
Today was a good day...so I bought two songs:
"You make me happy" by Picture Perfect (I heard it on some show the other day and my daughter liked it...) and "I gotta feeling" by the Black Eyed Peas...

After everyone goes to bed, I'm going o pop on my iPod and blast my tunes and would on my flabby self. I am learning exercises that I can do WITHOUT equipment. Which is good. Because I don't have an exercise room yet. Maybe in the next house, I will.

It's official. We ARE moving. Did you know moving ranks higher than death or divorce on the Stress Scale....? It's true....the thing I like best about moving is the purging. Getting rid of stuff and getting lean (on household items, that is.....)

Weigh-in: Did I tell you that I weighed in this morning? I have not moved...I am still at 169#, When I saw that I was disgusted and grateful at the same time: disgusted that I am still a fat ass. And grateful that I have not gained a ton more...

Tomorrow, I have an early morning trainer session. I am eager for the torture...I'm ready for the sweat. Bring it on.......!!

you're so fruity...

I love fruits. I do. So this week, while my darling Husband abandons me for some stupid work-trip, I'm going to go on a Fruit-a-palooza. (Admission: I hate when other people use "palooza" add-on, but damn it, it's cute....)

It's the week I am SUPPOSED to get my period, so truthfully I want to just dive into a vat of Fritos, but I'm going to annihilate my cravings with FRUIT. Now I know that fruit is not calorie free. But if you have Fritos in one hand and a fresh orange in the other...well, duh...

So I am going to go Fruit Crazy. baby!! There's a local store here that gives you a one-on-one fruit tour. They take you through their extensive produce section and allow you to sample ANY fruit. It's a chance to explore and I'm taking it!

I'm lining up chick movies and fruit. And I'm hitting the gym harder this week. I'm going to weigh in TODAY and FRIDAY. Let's see if it works...

Side-note: those evil Girl Scout Thin Mints are still unopened. Yeah me!

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I really am alone here.
I thought someone would stumble upon me, but nope. I'm all alone.
It's both liberating and stifling, to be alone with my own thoughts. I can say ANYTHING I want, but does it have any impact if no one hears it? Not whining, just pensive.

So the Husband is ticking me off. I'm not usually one of those women who sits around, bitching about her man. I LOVE MY MAN.....I adore him. He's my favorite person in the whole stinkin' world. Seriously, I would choose him above all others. That being said, he's annoying me. SO are my kids......Greatly. It just so happens that this is PRE-PMS week, too. Coincidence? Probably not. At least I'll admit it. Right now, I want to eat everything salty and crunchy, dipped in chocolate. But I'm ignoring my cravings and drinking water....Isn't it weird how your body retains water but you're supposed to put more in at the special time? Hmmm, sounds messed up.

I am sore. So sore. But guess who's gonna be in the gym, sweating? ME! I downloaded a bunch of new exercise routines, using Kettle-bells. I love those! They are so cute, and man, do they work! Plus I rewarded myself two new songs. I heard them playing in one of the classes and thought," OOOh, I like that song." I need some new motivation so music usually helps.

My trainer and I agreed that I need to increase the amount of time I'm doing cardio, so it's half-hour MINIMUM on either the treadmill or the elliptical, 3-4 weekly. I saw an ad for this gym in LA (of course) that has Chick Movie Treadmills. They are pre-programmed with the latest Chick Movies so you can walk and watch a good movie. The ladies who do it said the time flies by. I think that would be cool! I know I'd sign up for it. But my gym is a little behind the times...I'm finding it be to be 80/20 male-female, so there's a river of testosterone in my gym. Most women who are around my age probably just say "screw it! I'll get Lipo!"

I'm going on a Girl's Weekend this weekend, and the first question I asked my BFF was "Does the Hotel have a gym?" And she said, "Even better, they have a SPA AND A GYM!!" Woooo Hoooo! I"m going to work out THEN get a Swedish Massage, then sleep without anyone bugging me. And I'm going to go for a run....where no one can laugh at me.....

Now enough talkin', I gotta go sweat. Oh! I'm taking the aforementioned BFF to pick out a slew of green teas. I am all worried that they'll taste gross. Wish me luck!

...oh yeah......

I unleashed the ninja...with my trainer's help.
I talked to him today. And I confessed that I wasn't seeing results and I was not pleased. And that I wanted to see SOMETHING......so we switched things up.
I worked out really hard. REALLY.....
If I can do this every day, I will see results.
I'm so excited. I can feel change coming my way!!
I'm also going to buy a pair of those Reebok Easy Tones.....I need any edge I can get!

Oh...and I'm going to start running....in spurts, build up to ACTUAL running. I'm pushing my endurance.