walking hurts.

despite feeling less pathetic than the past 12,000 weeks of being unemployed, the rain definitely didn't make "rise and shine" really happen. i did physically wake up and turn some lights on at 7:30am but decided that i didn't have to get out of bed until a bit later. i won't say how late for all of my employed friends, probably wishing they could sleep in... but in reality that would mean you would be unemployed like me and that is not even close to fun.


i only left the house yesterday, determined to take a yoga class to help my stop my body from screaming at me in pain. i walked to the metro thinking about all the other shared blogs i could write with people to help keep me moving and active. i could write a 3 mile blog and promise to walk at least 3 miles every day if someone on the other side of my computer screen could join in the efforts. i guess that's what book clubs and running clubs are all about ay? although revolutionary to me, pretty standard and common for the rest of the world.


anyway the walk over was actually really calming and all my body wasn't screaming and the rampant "you're pathetic get out of bed, get a job, actually get a boy to commit to you, save some money" thoughts seem to be distracted by the quiet calm of my neighborhood. probably because it was a little rainy outside.

so i get to target before the gym and pick up another pack of orbit strawberry mint (they only seem to sell it at the 14th street target) since that's helped me not cheat and eat entire bags of chips and i see my zumba instructor.

for any of you who has talked to me for more than five minutes, you know that zumba is one of my favorite work outs. you burn something like 500-900 calories depending on how much you put in. (fair enough right) (although the non smiling, wearing a sweatsuit, barely moving woman next to me, who made me think someone had forced her to come to class and not only attend class but be miserable, probably only burned 150 calories for frowning the whole time). it's salsa, merengue,samba, hip hop all rolled into really active "dances" which require very little coordination. i actually have thought about becoming an instructor.


destiny convinces me to let her sneak me into the already full (you're supposed to sign in ahead of time) class and it's all that and BETTER than a bag of chips :).


and today with a somewhat busy schedule i actually won't be able to work out, and since i can't really walk up and down the stairs properly i think stretching will be a good choice for myself. and tomorrow i'll hopefully have enough serotonin to get me out of bed early enough to be able to hit the gym before becoming busy in the evening.


many of you have sent some really encouraging emails and messages to me and justin since starting this blog and of course this morning one of my quotes on my "igoogle" pages reflects all of your wonderful words ;) (which i do very much appreciate!) (SEE BELOW)


enjoy your day today and burn some extra calories for me!

Never tell anyone that you're writing a book, going on a diet, exercising, taking a course, or quitting smoking. They'll encourage you to death.
- Lynn Johnston

losing is more appropriate than ever

i'd love to spend a lot of time writing here as some of you have started enjoying this blog. however i am feeling pretty low despite my return to the gym. i will say that day one at the gym is never easy and going to a class by the hardest trainer might not have been the smartest idea.

what i try to do is go in with some type of negative thought then use that when you feel like giving up. it's amazing how much you'll push yourself to get that negative thought out of your mind or to beat yourself up for it. for example thinking about how much you ate during the holidays even though you knew that it wouldn't help your hips or thighs fit into anything without a stretch waistband.

i like to think about how much rejection i've had to deal with in life. that really keeps the weights in the air and not on the bench.

anyway enough moping. i am happy to have gone back but am not looking to being sore tomorrow. i'm also planning on attending the boxing class on wednesday which is another class to be yelled at and push yourself leaving you thinking you might vomit or die before the hour is up.

i'll try to be more positive tomorrow. just know that despite my miserable post today, getting back to the gym is something we all need to do. more often.