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Never again am I skipping the gym three days in a row. Matt was off this weekend, so I basically hung around him all weekend. We had to do a ton of running around Friday. He needed to get his tires rotated, balanced and aligned, so while that was happening, we walked around the Streets at Southpoint: basically a giant mall, half indoors, half outdoors. A nice mall, too, but you don't want to do the outdoor part if it's a hot humid day (which Friday was). Plus side, I got a wonderful caramel apple at Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. Minus side, I ripped up my heels and got a blister on my little toe (my feet didn't care for my shoes...the ones I was used to wearing are pretty much destroyed). A quick hop out to the dealership so he could pick up his draw check, then back home so I could change shoes and he could do a little cleaning (litter boxes, vacuum). Then back out. First to Kroger, to get the stuff for the salad and some other stuff they had on sale, then Dollar General and Food Lion to get what was left. Then all afternoon/evening was chopping and mixing and plating the foods, then I crashed on the couch while the party went on.
Saturday, he started playing Need For Speed Underground 2 at 9 am. We totally forgot that we were going to go to book study on Saturday because we missed it Tuesday night. He pretty much played NFSU2 until 6 pm, when Carolyn, Tim and Immy arrived. We went out to Sweet Tomatoes for dinner. They have a new soup, Canadian cheese and smoked ham. Oh my goodness, that was good. Esp. with a piece of sourdough bread. We came back, they all went to the park with Immy (who is 4), and I played with my computer some, since I could finally get to it. They came back after an hour, and Matt got back into the game. I managed to nag him to go to bed around 11:30.
Sunday, we got up, he played NFSU2 for an hour or so before meeting, we came home, had lunch, he got back in the game, I hacked up meat for kabobs, he and Chris went grocery shopping again, I pigged out on crackers and experienced a carb crash (ugggh), then he got back in the game until I reminded him he needed to grill the meat. He did, and we had meat and watched Something's Gotta Give until the disk gagged. So, another return to Netflix with "Please Send Replacement." Then he got back in the game. (Are we sensing a pattern?)
So anyway, the last time I'd been to the gym was Thursday. I went back today, started up the machine, planning on using the same pattern I've been using. Two minutes into my highest speed, I felt like I was dying. So, pause, sip of water, catch breath, get back on machine. Five minutes later, dying. Repeat another time before I finally cut the session short at 25 minutes (I'd been up to 40).
It looks like three days is too many to skip. I'm going to have to make the effort this coming weekend to find the fitness center in the hotel and walk on the treadmill at least one night to keep the pace going. Add in that we're probably going to be eating out at least two meals, and I have to try to keep it healthy if I want to make my 5lbs by Aug 5th goal.
Saturday, he started playing Need For Speed Underground 2 at 9 am. We totally forgot that we were going to go to book study on Saturday because we missed it Tuesday night. He pretty much played NFSU2 until 6 pm, when Carolyn, Tim and Immy arrived. We went out to Sweet Tomatoes for dinner. They have a new soup, Canadian cheese and smoked ham. Oh my goodness, that was good. Esp. with a piece of sourdough bread. We came back, they all went to the park with Immy (who is 4), and I played with my computer some, since I could finally get to it. They came back after an hour, and Matt got back into the game. I managed to nag him to go to bed around 11:30.
Sunday, we got up, he played NFSU2 for an hour or so before meeting, we came home, had lunch, he got back in the game, I hacked up meat for kabobs, he and Chris went grocery shopping again, I pigged out on crackers and experienced a carb crash (ugggh), then he got back in the game until I reminded him he needed to grill the meat. He did, and we had meat and watched Something's Gotta Give until the disk gagged. So, another return to Netflix with "Please Send Replacement." Then he got back in the game. (Are we sensing a pattern?)
So anyway, the last time I'd been to the gym was Thursday. I went back today, started up the machine, planning on using the same pattern I've been using. Two minutes into my highest speed, I felt like I was dying. So, pause, sip of water, catch breath, get back on machine. Five minutes later, dying. Repeat another time before I finally cut the session short at 25 minutes (I'd been up to 40).
It looks like three days is too many to skip. I'm going to have to make the effort this coming weekend to find the fitness center in the hotel and walk on the treadmill at least one night to keep the pace going. Add in that we're probably going to be eating out at least two meals, and I have to try to keep it healthy if I want to make my 5lbs by Aug 5th goal.
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Date: Jun. 28th, 2005 03:11 am (UTC)