Learning graphical user interfaces at school this week and grasping it pretty easily so I have a few spare minutes to drop a line.
Monday my intake was coffee, yogurt, healthy choice lunch, a snack bar, grilled steak, red potatoes, and a 5 oz glass of dry red wine: 1,280. I did 210 body-weight squats: 7 sets of 30 (when I woke up, one set per 10 minute break at work, one set at start of lunch and one right before it ended, one when I got off work, and one before bed). I also cleaned the kitchen, scrubbed the grout lines on the counters, cooked dinner, and then cleaned the kitchen again. Water intake was 80 oz.
I actually woke up yesterday with some pretty sore thighs. Weeee.
Yesterday my intake was coffee, yogurt, healthy choice lunch, a snack bar w/some peanut butter, and 11 pieces of nigiri sushi (balls of white rice with slices of raw tuna, yellow tail, and octopus on top): 1309. I did 210 front leg-lifts: again 7 sets of 30 in the same intervals. By the last set before bed my lower abs were screaming. I also helped Snackers bathe Vladdy and then I spent 45 minutes training him to lay on his new pillow in the bedroom and 15 minutes playing and rough-housing with him as a reward (I know, 45 minutes seems like a lot for "sit/stay" training but he's an extremely hyperactive dog with an exceptionally short attention span. Every time a cat walked by or Piper shifted in her bed, or Snackers got up to do something Vladdy would jump up and it was back to square one). Water intake was 110 oz.
I woke up this morning sore in both my thighs and lower abs ... upper abs are moderately tired but not overly sore.
It's funny because they say that muscle pain from working out is always the worst on day 3. So today I'm doing kneeling push-ups, 7 sets of 30 which means tomorrow my thighs will hurt more than they do today, my abs will hurt more than they do today, and my arms/chest will be sore. I guess that means I'll have to be creative with what I do tomorrow - something restorative and cardio would be ideal. I've asked Snackers for a treadmill for Christmas because it's been windy, rainy, and cold here lately but I really want to get back to walking. Plus I can put Vladdy on the treaddy during winter because he's a bigger wuss about the cold than Piper. No surprise really, he has zero fat, extremely thin fur, and only one jacket that I could find in his size that's not very thick/warm. If I had more time I'd crochet him a better one...then again he'd probably just destroy it.
I found a whole slew of new quests that I can do on Fitocracy so that's highly motivational!!! I had gotten to the part where I'd done everything that I was physically capable of doing so I was just muddling through doing whatever. Now there are new quests (because I've leveled up I guess) that I am physically capable of doing (though I'll have to get creative on my access to weights for some of them) and I'm all stoked about it.
However, to those of you who think I am just making excuses or giving up. I guess if you've never studied computer programming you probably can't understand how hard it can be which is why my brother, a computer programmer, is one of the few people who did understand and support my need for a break from blogging. The simple programs you use on your computers and ipads every day that do silly, stupid, simple things are extremely complex and took a team of people weeks or even months to create. Just writing a program that prints a single, simple line of text to the screen and does nothing else requires a half-dozen lines of code to create. I've been trying to push myself in too many different directions and it's showing. Last week I completed an assignment on time and submitted it on time, and wrote it correctly but submitted it to the wrong class. I've never, in 77 weeks of class, done that before - and it's the third stupid mistake I've made in this one class. I'm usually a very methodical, careful, precise person. Mistakes like this can only mean that I'm trying to go too fast and I'm not taking my time or paying close enough attention to what I'm doing. That's unusual for me - highly unusual. Those of you who know me / went to school with me can attest to that. Ki, for example: we were students together at George Wythe University in 2000 where we both had a 4.0 GPA because we were both extremely, obsessively, diligent in our studies.
Walk a mile folks ... that's all I'm sayin'.
p.s. 266 continued posting for almost a year after she stopped weighing. Her posts consistently reported two scoops of ice cream every single day for months before she finally stopped posting altogether because people were saying mean, horrible things to her. I guess I can understand why she stopped posting under those circumstances but it's harsh to start talking about "rejecting 400" considering that I haven't been eating or posting bad food and I'm not quitting on the intake/logging or the activity - just writing daily stupid posts about random shit that most of you don't really care to read anyway. This blog spikes on Mondays and on the 14th of each month. Weigh-in days and picture days respectively. Which means the majority of you just pop in to see how I'm doing and don't really care about my idle prattle anyway. I didn't post my weight this week because it didn't change (up or down) from last week so it seemed like wasted space. I didn't post a picture last month because I hadn't made progress so it seemed like wasted space. It doesn't mean I'm quitting, it means I'm limiting my prattle to when I actually have something worth saying instead of sitting here day-after-day trying to think of something to write about when very few people really care to read it anyway.
Today is the 14th so I will leave it up to all of you. I've gone nowhere in my weight efforts BUT, I'd be more than happy to have Snackers take a picture when he gets home from work (I even have a brand new camera that I picked up dirt-cheap on black Friday) and post it if you want me to ... or I can wait until I've lost enough more weight that a new picture to the collection would actually matter. Your call. Cast your votes.