Sicko the third

OK.. seriously.. what person over 5 gets a double ear infection??? I am kidding but have to laugh out loud at your co-worker's comments. It does sound like you licked a preschooler. If I didn't know about the whole space time continuum I would think you teleported to my house and had J & JP breathe all over you.

Get better please. The up side to all of this is that we are both sick WAY before my trip. YIPPEE. So all that means is that we will be well rested and ready to work out, eat a good meal and have a few drinky drinks.

When you feel better call me, we need to catch up on some current events... for instance the guy I work with and his drama, Oh and our most favorite buddy we traveled to Prague with.. see I am being so good, protecting the names of the innocents lest they not want to be mentioned. I recently have caught up with the latter and have some depressing news about folks you and I know through him.

Good Night my Geggie Geg, As I say to my sweet J and JP at night; Sleep with the knowledge that you are loved and protected, Dream the dreams of the innocent and awake to the beauty of a day unkown.

Sicko Part II

Oh Lord, I think I'm gonna die. Laying on the couch feeling like crappe, but bored, too.

Pumped full of antibiotics for my double ear infection, sinus infection & strep throat. The funniest thing was when a coworker called and I filled her in and she asked if I licked a sick preschooler and whether the doc prescribed a mask. I'm like a walking petri dish of infection. Gross. I'm grossing myself out.

Orange juice and chicken & noodles are on my get well menu for the next day or so and I'm ok with that. I won't be at the gym either. I'm going to concentrate on healing and try to hit the gym on Sunday.

Please take care of yourself, too!

Sicko

I am sickies and fell like Shit, but what I just read below trumps all that. YOU MET A BOY!!!! WHAT THE F?????? Who, When, What, Why I NEED DETAILS.

Don't fret about the Taco Bell. I have so done that before, not really that good but will do in a pinch right. I can't wait to see you and have some great workout sessions. I need it. I feel my mind set starting to change. Our anniversary is Tuesday so we are going out for dinner on Sunday night. Now I know I will binge a bit and probably eat a slice of bread and indulge in dessert but I know it's one night, one meal. The old me would have given myself permission to eat badly the rest of the week thinking I will just start back on Monday.. Nope not me now.

Thanks for th words of encouragement, I needed to hear that. Ok So back to the boy.....

A New High? A New Low?

I don't know whether to be proud or embarrassed by what I'm about to share.

I'm in the middle of nowhere Iowa. I mean, really. I got off the interstate last night and my options, aside from my Fairfield in and various other lower end hotels, included Sonic, Wendy's McDonalds, Burger King, Pizza Hut & Taco Bell.

Did I mention that I'm sick, feel like shit, tired and had about an hour left of work to do once I got into the hotel room. It was 8 p.m.

I went into Taco Bell and ordered two bean burritos and one beef soft taco. I was sad that they didn't have sporks, only proper forks. WTF?

I proceeded to check into my room, get semi-situated and then eat the fillings out of the burritos and taco without the tortilla. (It would have been better with a spork.)

Yes, I ate the guts of Taco Bell.

My prospects are the same for breakfast. I have trainings at a client in the even more middle of nowhere, Iowa, about 30 miles from where I am. We're having pizza brought in for lunch. I'm not organizing anything, so I can make any special requests.

I didn't plan as well as I should have, I suppose. I do have some almonds. Can I just eat almonds for lunch? I'll see what I can scrounge up for breakfast and hope I can come across something for lunch, too. Oh, I did see a Subway, maybe if they're open I can get a salad to go.

I feel yucky. I want to lay in bed. I don't even have an appetite. Argh.

How are you? What's going on? Keep me updated.

Drum Roll Please....

I got on the scale this morning. It was hard. I was worried.

And I'm happy to say that after my eating rampage and exercise embargo last week, I'm still exactly the same weight. Haven't budged a pound. For once, I'm happy about that. I was so worried that I'm magically gained 5 lbs.

I'm going to try to hit the gym before I get on the road for a half hour and maybe another half hour when I get to the hotel. We'll see. Either way, I'm getting at least 30 minutes of activity in today, hopefully and hour.

Now, the goal is 5 lbs in 2 weeks. It'll be tough, but I'm committed. Join me? I'll be picking you up from the airport in 2 weeks.

Are you ready for a couple of marathon workouts at the Y when you're in town? No pressure, no where to be, no husband and kids to get home to. Just me and a glass of wine. I can't wait!

Ok, think of this. 18 lbs down for you. 35 to go. You've already lost more than half of what you still have to do. Does that make sense? In another 18 pounds, you'll only have 17 to go!!!! Whoo hoo! Now, that may take a little while. But, when we see each other at the end of June in New Orleans, there's a darn good chance that both of us are going to be at least 30 pounds lighter than when we started 2009. That's pretty impressive.

Slow and steady wins the race, my Buggy. Slow & steady sets the pace for the rest of our lives. This isn't a race, this is everyday forever. Might as well go slow and get used to it, even when you don't feel like you're making progress, this isn't just about pounds and inches. This is about being healthier and happier and spending more time with your beautiful babies and husband and having a better quality of life. I mean, really, if you had to eat broccoli for every single meal of your life if it meant that you have just one more second with your babies & Ry, wouldn't you do it? So, in perspective this ain't that bad.

Did I tell you I met a boy?

Still Back

I did it.

I ate well today. Although, I don't think I ate enough cause I was so busy and I didn't eat dinner until 9:30...too late.

I didn't get in a whole hour at the gym, but I did get on the elliptical for 50 minutes.

I feel so much better now.

Only 2 more weeks....

I'm Baaack

And you have to say that out loud the way that Oprah would say it. You know, "I'm baaaa-aack!"

I didn't get on the scale this a.m. I'm not ready to see the damage I did last week. But, I am promising you that I'm going to the gym for an hour of cardio after a conference call at 2:30. And I'm going to be eating well. Back to phase one for me my friend. Tuna and a pepper salad for lunch and probably fish again for dinner.

Tomorrow I leave for Iowa and for Christ's sake, it's IOWA! What else and I gonna do. All of my hotels have a gym, so I'll be hanging out there. I have plenty of time to fit it in, so no excuses for me, missy.

And I mean, really? Worse case scenario? Wendy's for chili and salad for my meals.

PMSing is hard. I wish that was my excuse last week. You can do it!!!

Only two weeks from tomorrow until we see each other. Yippee!