Limping Through Thursday

Not sure when my Thursday officially started.
It could have been at 1am when I got up to use the bathroom...or at 2:30 when I was ready to strap on a Depends...or perhaps at 3:30 when I vowed never to drink water again.  I'm not really sure.  To make it even better, I've had this horrible sharp pain in my left foot since yesterday that caused me to limp to the toilet.  What's worse than using the bathroom in the middle of the night more than a 5 year old with a UTI?...Limping to the bathroom numerous times knowing that if the house were on fire you'd pee yourself and then not make it out because of a gimp foot.
This is what goes through my head.  Welcome to my twisted world.

Once I was up and rolling I was so hungry.  Some days it just hits me like a mac truck.  By the time I am downstairs, I scarf down egg whites and grapefruit like I'm in the last 30 seconds of Man vs. Food.  Back in college when I was trying to put on weight in preparation for Nationals, I had to wake up at 1am to have a protein shake and peanut butter.  It was the highlight of my evening... which makes my life look really sad, I know.  Most college seniors were chugging beer at 1am, and there I was half-naked borderline comatose with a shake in one hand and some JIF in the other.  What a scene. 
Anyway, after my first meal and coffee it was a FULL day to say the least. 

Workout today ended up being back, core, and triceps.  I was pretty frustrated because it took me longer than usual to sort of get in the groove of things.  That's life sometimes.  By the end I was pleased with my numbers, finished with cardio, and then it was time for my afternoon crowd.  Everyone seemed pretty quiet today...well, with the exception of a certain few who would talk through anesthesia.  The one thing I can say about my job is that there is never a dull moment or lack of interesting people.  One day I'll write a book...

Oh my day only got better...
This must have been the week people knew I needed a mega-dose of sanity/caffeine.  Susan brought me some more Dunkin Donuts coffee this afternoon!  Was there a memo that went out?  I am set for the entire summer.  Seriously.  If everyone is willing to fuel my addictions, I also wear a size 6.5 shoe...
You people are unbelievable.

Before I sign off, I'd like to say that there are weeks when I truly struggle through each day...mentally, physically, emotionally...but my clients keep me going in more ways than they know.  I am beyond grateful for you/them...even when you complain and momentarily hate me.  You rock ;)

Dressing Drama...

The alarm goes off.
I get up.
Stumble to the closet to get dressed.
Slip on my Nike's.
Walk to the bathroom to wash my face and finish getting ready.
Holy crap, where are my pants?
I forgot to put on pants.

That was the start of my day.  One would think I'd remember pants, but I keep my expectations low at 4am.  It was going to be a Dunkin-Donuts-coffee kind of morning....naturally. 

It was an entertaining morning with clients.  I got the finger at 7:30 and knew it would be another fun-filled day in the gym.  Its funny how some people will complain right and left, curse, and even threaten my life a few times in a 60 minute span, and then others would run sprints through highway traffic if I asked them to.  Somewhere in the middle would be great.  I honestly don't mind complaining as long as you get it done.  Its the ones who complain about working hard, then don't, and then complain about not seeing results.  But a few moans and groans here and there really don't bother me.  I would be lying if I said I walked into my workout everyday with a skip in my step and a giddy smile on my face.  What a sight.  Give me a drug test if that ever happens.  Then call my mom.  She'd freak so it would be worth it.

My back/tricep workout today went well, and even the cardio afterward felt pretty good.  Shocking, I know.  But honestly, my glutes and hamstrings feel like someone caned me in my sleep.  They are beyond sore, so the first 15 minutes on incline 14 was a little brutal, but after that it was a drunken blur, things went numb, and I was in the zone.  Well, me, Lil Wayne, Pink, Beyonce,...it was one big party.

This post is short.  Its almost 10 and I am tired.  I'll have more tomorrow and perhaps some things-to-ponder for the weekend.  Ah the anticipation...

Domestic Violence and 9 Buck Coffee

Just sat down to dinner.  House smells like salmon.  Cat going nuts.  This is my Thursday night in a nutshell. 

Last night I went to bed thinking that when the alarm goes off at 4:16 I might just punch someone.  Unfortunately for him, my husband would be the only person within arms reach.  Pretty sure that's domestic violence....even in Mebane. 
I woke up in a fog and stumbled to the bathroom as most people would....sober...before 5am.  It was going to be a long day.

My drive to work proved to be amazing.  Two words: Dunkin Donuts.  No, I'm not referring to the fried dough...even with a sweet tooth, I've never been a big fan of donuts.  Wedding cake = another story.  I am talking about the coffee.  Dear sweet God I was coffee drunk by 5:32am.  I've heard people rave about their coffee, but I've never taken the plunge to try the original blend for 9 bucks.  During the week I keep Maxwell House in business.  BUT, I happen to buy a bag to try.  I had a coupon.  For the record, I used ONE coupon, not 10 or an entire notebook full.  One.  Extreme couponing is horrible.  It angers me more than it should because I always get stuck behind that one nut-job freaking out over saving 40 cents.  Meanwhile, I'm losing seconds off my life watching this circus act as my milk goes bad.  Just know that if you whip out the scrapbook of clippings in the checkout line, everyone pretty much hates you.
I get carried away.
Long story short, the coffee rocked my morning and I was sad when I drank the last sip.  Emotional low point of my day was finishing coffee.....ridiculous.

Workout today was legs and core.  I was pleased with the weights and included several supersets that made me want my mama.  I was a total meathead fest with me, Brian, Garrett, Jacob, and David.  I've never really lifted with females come to think of it.  In college I was always in the back with the guys while the vagina-cardio-convention was held on the elipticals.  They fell victim to the "I'm-going-to-look-like-a-dude-if-I-touch-a-dumbbell" mentality.  Ugh,...I still deal with that sometimes with females even now more than I'd like to.  Its a horrible misconception that leaves women literally running circles trying to get in shape and achieve the physique they desire.  Its crap.  Throw it out.

A client texted me today to tell me her fitness goals for the weekend and her cardio accomplishment of the day.  I was thrilled.  And truly, I was touched that she was excited to tell me.  She is slowly but surely turning her life around and fostering genuine self-love in the process.  Its awesome.  Another highlight of my day.

The last highlight of my day came when I was on the phone with my mom.  She made an analogy involving herpes and I nearly ran off the road.  It was so far from her sense of humor (more like mine honestly), and I laughed until I cried.  I was so proud.  Well done mom, well done.

Friday is almost here and I have big plans of working out, cleaning, and working in my garden.  I will probably say about 5 words all day, which will be fine.  I need some down time.  Have a great night folks and get ready for the weekend. 
I'll have a few words about staying on track Sat-Sun tomorrow....until we meet again....niiiight!

Cream filled no-no

You would think I'd run out of words by now.  Amazing how that never seems to happen.

I am spent.  Today was a cloudy, dreary day and my body and mind felt the same.  Tuesdays are typically a little more "sane" for me, but today was a little different.  I had a lot on my mind...

My workout today was fast, but I got it all in.  I only did shoulders, and then finished up with sprints.  Having done short, hard sprints yesterday, my legs were tired to say the least.  I was very pleased with my shoulder workout though.  I love/hate working shoulders.  They've always been one of my hardest body parts to grow and see changes, which means I've been working them that much harder....so to actually see and feel changes is great.  I love a good shoulder-pump!  I'm such a gym rat...

Tomorrow is LEGS baby!...actually, I'm a little excited.  It means big, heavy weight and lots of wanting to crawl in the fetal position.  Hump day here I come.

So, I had a client today get through about 3/4 of his workout before he sat down and said he wasn't feeling well.  I go through my typical series of questions..."is it your head/stomach?"..."have you had anything to eat this morning?"..."what did you eat?".  His answer literally made any ounce of sympathy I was going to have (emphasis on the future tense), completely leave my body.  He said he had a doughnut from Dunkin Donuts.  Ummm...yeah,...that's why your body hates you right now.  He said "well I didn't know what to order".  Ok, this one is easy.  NOTHING.  You step away from the counter.  Am I wrong to think its pretty simple logic that eating a sugary doughnut just before working out is a bad idea for numerous reasons?!  Needless to say he finished his workout.  My god, it took him the first 35 minutes to burn that dern thing off...
Before lunch time I struggle to show sympathy,....actually, it pretty much applies all day, but especially for people who show up after eating a doughnut.

A lady asked me today what the best diet soda was.  Ok, moment of truth.  None of them.  They are all chemicals and sweetened with more chemicals that your body simply cannot process.  If your brain thinks its sweet, guess what, so does your body.  It will respond with the same insulin release as with regular sugar and promote fat storage.  Do your body a favor and drink more water.

Ok, its time for some zzzzzz's up in here!  Night people,...show up on Wednesday like you mean it!