Thursday, March 27, 2008

Save me, Billie...

Today was one of those days. One of those days where you have half a mind to just hole yourself in your room and listen to Ray Charles and Billie Holiday all day. Preferably with a bottle of Jack Daniels, no glass. Although last night sucked (I found out my ex-boyfriend, asshole royale, had used my number as his contact number for a credit card...), today started off not so badly. I got to go in to work an hour later and slept nearly ten hours. (Is it bad that I felt like I could have stayed asleep for another five hours?) I picked up Starbucks on the way to work. My hair dried in the car, but upon arrival at my office, I realized it was shaping up to be a Bad Hair Day. Ugh.
I was busy all day, which was great. My job is not the job you want to be bored doing. I got a lease (Yay!) but it's my only one for the week. Then I lost a lease, one that had been planning on moving in for two months...the day before their move-in date. Rats. When I was finally able to take a lunch break, I went back to Starbucks, got another coffee, and sat. Ashley, your blog was the best part of my day!
After staying late at the office, which turned out to be a waste of time, I went to the Y. I know I've been saying I want to do three classes a week, but tonight I didn't feel like putting thought into learning the moves for a new class. Mindless walking sounded FANTASTIC. Another hour on the treadmill, and I left in a decent mood. No doubt about it, exercise really IS a great way to get out any frustration. I churned out three miles without a problem. I'm home now, too tired to get all worked up again. And for that, I'm grateful.

Ashley, after reading your blog I realize I need goals. The ones I have are slightly watery, but we do have one in common! I, too, want to take 50's style pin-up girl photos!!!! My problem is, I don't weigh myself. I don't want to. At least not now. Not until I start to feel a difference in my clothes. Then maybe I won't be shell-shocked by the scale. My main goal though, and I think I have said this before, is NEW CLOTHES. I may be the "sexiest librarian ever," but all I want is to feel normal. When people look at me, I don't want to think they're thinking of how huge I am.
I think the YMCA thing is working though. Here's my opinion of the classes I have taken so far:
Tuesday night - Middle Eastern Dancing:
SUCKED. Slow moving, hardly got my heart going at all. Bland instructor, slightly snotty. I felt like a kindergartener being looked down upon by the teacher because she knew how to read and I didn't. And I've belly danced before!!!!
Wednesday night - Zumba:
FUN! FUN! FUN! I really enjoyed the class, even though I got frustrated that I didn't pick up on the routines as quickly as I'd wanted to. I'll get it eventually. It's all I can do not to sing along with the songs. The instructor is awesome.
Thursday night - BellyRox
Actually, I should have gone, but I don't really feel bad that I didn't. I'll try it next week.

Any suggestions???


Ashley said...

oh man, if my blog was the best part of your day, you weren't kidding, you really did have a bad day!!! i hope today has been infinitely better (as good as Billie and Mr. Daniels are, they should be avoided if possible). :o)

Yay, pin-up girls! They're just so damn sexy, and I think I have the lips and eyes for it. Plus, it helps that I feel I was born in the wrong era. I should have been 22 in 1944, not 2008.

Weighing yourself is actually the worst way to measure your progress when losing weight. Ironic, isn't it? You can gain/lose as much as 6 pounds in a day, and that much fluctuation actually has nothing to do with what you've eaten that day. I take weekly measurements, and that's really a good way to see. I chart my progress, too, and that's a good visualizer. To hell with the scale, I say. I only get on it once a week, and that's just so I can have yet another data point to track.

Man, 3 classes a week is A LOT!! I haven't been going for the past 2 weeks (i'm just now getting back in the mood to go...), but I don't think there's any way I could find the time to do 3 classes a week. As far as suggestions go, the only thing I can really say with confidence is keep it up. You're doing great! As far as classes go, if you're looking for a well-rounded week of working out, you need some weight-training and stretching incorporated with your cardio. Cardio is excellent, as it's what's going to burn fat, but you'll need some light strength training to keep a sexy shape, and a yoga/pilates-type class is *wonderful* for enabling your body to do more cardio. I swear I can run better if I've done yoga that week. Also, MAKE SURE you're stretching after you get off the treadmill. Your muscles will be warm, so you can get a better stretch, which will enable your body to heal better and faster for your next day.

And also, I don't look at you and think you're huge. I actually don't notice your size at all when I look at you, other than so think "Oh, Kathleen is physically taking up space, so that means an incredibly smart, funny, and kind woman is in front of me. I should say hi." I'm all for getting healthy, but I'm more for encouraging healthy self-image and lots and lots of self-love. The physical stuff is easier if you're loving yourself first. I promise. :o)