Redrum

I've been busy. I've been a bad blogger. I don't know what else to say.

 It doesn't mean that I've fallen off the wagon.

 I'm not happy with my current weight but I'm not UNhappy with it. I'm still trying to lose the weight I've gained, but my heart isn't in it 100%.

I haven't weighed myself in a couple weeks. My clothes still fit so that is a plus. I've been running and lifting weights 4-5 days a week. Sometimes at home or sometimes at the gym. While we were up in New Hampshire last weekend I used an Arc Trainer for the very first time. WOW! I want my gym to get those. It was awesome.

The hotel we stayed at was super nice but really creepy because it reminded me of the one from "The Shining". I kept holding up my finger and repeating "Redrum, Redrum" all weekend long. Funny now, but not so much while we were at the hotel. As I mentioned above, I used their fitness center and it was fantastic. It was HUGE. And I was so excited when I saw they had Arc Trainers. I skipped my run on Saturday for that. My gym keeps telling me they are getting them, but not yet.

Work has been insanely busy these past few weeks. I can hardly breath. Yesterday I had breakfast at 1pm. Yes. I said 1pm. That is just wrong.

Tomorrow night the husband and I are going to see Fiona Apple in concert. This will be the 2nd time I've seen her and I cannot wait. She is amazing!!

I am going to try and be a much better blogger in July. I really need to be. I have been keeping up with all of you, I just don't always comment.

Miss me??

I'm still here! I've been busy and sort of neglecting my blog.

The husband and I are heading up to New Hampshire this weekend and I promise to start blogging more when I come back.

I finally have my mojo back and I feel great!

Summer cold

So what I thought were allergies has turned into some hellish summer cold. And, I know it’s not actually summer yet, but whatever. It’s been humid as hell here and when the air conditioner is on, it’s summer. So there.

I spent all day sneezing at work and I thought, well, duh, it’s allergies. It’s only been snowing pollen for a week. Your eyes have been itching for 2 days.
But now? Now, I’m miserable. I feel awful. I want to die. Or take a bottle of NyQuil. Either would work for me.

I did make it to the gym last night after work and did a little Elliptical for an hour. If you know me, I am not an after work workout type of girl. I am a before work, I’m at the gym at 6am type of girl. But my back has been a bitch lately and I haven’t been sleeping well. So I went after work. And it was the first time in 3 weeks that I was there.

I missed it. I need to get back.I hope to go tomorrow if I feel better.

June is going to be a great month for me. I have BIG plans. The Warrior Dash is June 10th. That alone is going to be awesome.

I hope

I'm not exactly sure when my eating habbits turned so sour. But, if I can fix them, I should be okay.

Another reason I'm not blogging so much. I don't feel worthy. This is a weight loss blog and I'm not losing. I've gained gained since Thanksgiving and if I was still 165 (which is where I was at my Birthday in November 2011) I'd be a lot happier.

I know I will figure things out.

I hope.

Moving right along

I think that this is the first week in a long time that I have felt like I've been in serious control of my eating. I'm not sure if I'm going to weigh myself or not yet. I don't have to if I don't want to but we'll see how I feel tomorrow.

I stayed away from the grocery store tonight (I was going to go pick up some things after work) because it seems like Friday nights have turned into a binge night for me. And I'm proud of that. Tomorrow we're going to a party and I plan on bringing my own food.

Sunday we have 2 invites to parties and I'm not sure which one we're going to. We may go to both and again, I am bringing my own food.

I also may be going to Karaoke tomorrow night if the work bestie doesn't give birth. Or feels up to it. If I drink, I will count those beers.

Sunday has turned into another binge night for me lately and I'm hoping to not do that this week, too. Maybe I've got control of things again.

Maybe. We'll see.

If I don't make it to the gym, I at least have my treadmill to use. Hoping for 4 miles, but I'll take 3.

A little at a time

I've been a bad blogger lately. A really bad one. Sometimes I think while I'm at work "Oh, I should really blog tonight" and I start thinking of a blog post and when I get home I think "No, I don't that is good enough. It's too boring. People don't care."

Not too much has really been going on in my life so I don't feel like I have that much to share right now. I had a fantastic 3 mile run this morning. Well, it was more like 3.26 miles and if I didn't have to shower and go to work, I would have gone longer. It was the first time in a long time I really enjoyed my run. I hadn't run since Sunday, so it was needed.

I went into work on Monday and Tuesday thinking that Friday (tomorrow) was the end of the month and that I had all this work I needed to finish. While I was on vacation it all just sort of piled up and didn't get done. But on Tuesday, my coworker pointed out that June 1st is NEXT Friday. I could have kissed him. No, really. I could have. It was like a big relief was taken off my shoulder. For this week.

I'm trying so hard to eat good and exercise. I really need to do this right now. We're planning a trip to Florida in August and I don't want to be carrying around anymore weight. I'm just trying to handle it a little at a time.

This 3 day weekend is going to be nice. I just need to relax and enjoy myself. I already told my husband I'm bringing my own food to the parties we're going to and I don't care what anyone says. I will stay within my points range and that is that.

Oh, and yes, I'm doing Weight Watchers again. I haven't gotten on the scale since last week, but I don't have to. I'm doing it on my own, again, which is how I did it before so I don't have to stress myself out with meetings or the scale or anything like that.  Once I'm over the bloating of TOM I can safely step back on the scale.