I haven't posted for a bit, and I apologize about that. I've been very, very busy. I mentioned that it was my mother's 50th birthday last week. I planned a surprise party, which went off very well. I also went to the gym several times since I last posted including two zumba classes and a 5 mile jog on the treadmill.
I am feeling pretty great activity wise, but have been sleeping poorly for about the last week. I got to sleep about 11 hours last night which was lovely, but my little one's are having some sleep disturbances, and it's causing night time turmoil. when I don't sleep well, I don't lose well, so I am going to institute some new bedtime routines for the munches to see if it will help them to snooze more peacefully.
On Thursday of last week, post jog at the gym I went to walmart to buy groceries. I didn't look awesome, but you've seen the websites, sometimes people look less than awesome at Walmart, and I had a pretty good excuse. So I get my groceries, and head out to my car only to realize I have locked my keys in the car. Jebus. I look around and see a Chevy's within walking distance, not wanting to wait outside until Mutti could come get me in an hour I hotfooted it over and took a seat in the empty bar with my 6 giant walmart bags full of crap. The bartender walked over and asked if I needed anything. I said, "I'm having the worst afternoon, tell me it's happy hour" it was and a beer and some tortilla chips later, I was feeling immeasurably better. Allan gave me hard time, just a little, and I probably deserved it, but right then, for me it was an okay decision, and I still lost a pound this week.
24 pounds to go till I get to my new goal of 155 pounds. I'm hoping with all the training for the 10K mud run, it'll start coming off really fast.
I'll be around, commenting on blogs today, seeing what everyone is up to, drinking water, being hungry, alright, alright, I'm going now...
2 comments:
You'll be reaching that goal in no time! So proud of you! *Hugs*
I have to laugh -- I *just* commented on another blog about how my "thing" is locking my keys in the car. I hate that!! I'm glad there was a bar nearby. Sometimes beer and chips are therapeutic.
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