Wednesday, September 20, 2006
chinga tu vida!
Mi vida... My life... what am I to do...
I wish I didn't have my identity and professional life wrapped around a little tennis ball. I wish I would just accept that working in an office with no sign of the outside or little balls will happen between the hours of 8 to 5. I wish I could accept that with my profession, my tennis game will suffer but others will improve.
I wish I my ass would be motivated to run when I am mad and not sit around and take a nap.
Tomorrow: Off to run at 6:50 am for 30 to 40 minutes. My legs still hurt from Tuesday. Tennis from 9 to 10 am with Mr. Cali. Let's see who yells at each other first.
I wish I didn't have my identity and professional life wrapped around a little tennis ball. I wish I would just accept that working in an office with no sign of the outside or little balls will happen between the hours of 8 to 5. I wish I could accept that with my profession, my tennis game will suffer but others will improve.
I wish I my ass would be motivated to run when I am mad and not sit around and take a nap.
Tomorrow: Off to run at 6:50 am for 30 to 40 minutes. My legs still hurt from Tuesday. Tennis from 9 to 10 am with Mr. Cali. Let's see who yells at each other first.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Week 1 so far of exercise life
Week 1 has gone as this:
Monday: No running, too lazy, tired, moody. blaming my boyfriend for everything.
Tuesday: Ran for 40 minutes up and down the hills near work. Hot as hell, felt like an orgasm. You know that whole releasing of energy. Damn I could use one of those now.
Wednesday-Friday: We will have to see...
Saturday: Running Club at 6am. Talk about early but why not since I never do anything on a Friday night.
The boyfriend is doing fine, I guess. It's been 2 years and I think the romance has fizzled for a little bit. Sex... not interested. I wonder why?!
Monday: No running, too lazy, tired, moody. blaming my boyfriend for everything.
Tuesday: Ran for 40 minutes up and down the hills near work. Hot as hell, felt like an orgasm. You know that whole releasing of energy. Damn I could use one of those now.
Wednesday-Friday: We will have to see...
Saturday: Running Club at 6am. Talk about early but why not since I never do anything on a Friday night.
The boyfriend is doing fine, I guess. It's been 2 years and I think the romance has fizzled for a little bit. Sex... not interested. I wonder why?!
Saturday, September 16, 2006
So here is the plan...
Have you ever felt like you need some spring cleaning in the fall? Clothes need to be bought, hot steaming coffee needs to be had every morning, brunch on Saturday, a snuggly boyfriend, pot roast on a Monday, more Sex and the City viewing, and dinner parties need to planned.
Why do I feel like doing this here in sunny California? Because it's chilly outside. California standards. It's wonderful. Sweaters, warm-ups, jean, brown, black, grey, hats, hoodies, and finally hot coffee. Never in my 26 years would I imagine that I would be excited about the fall. This summer was brutal. Very desert-like, hell with the devil, only bananas and salad would do. These cool fall days (supposedly won't last long http://http://www.weather.com/weather/tenday/91711?from=36hr_topnav_undeclared) are amazing. I can't say it enough.
Now, I have a trip to... CHICAGO. To see my cousin get married. So my plan is, of course, to look amazing. To drop as much of the 10 pounds that I can until December 16. So this means cardio for 60 minutes a day, lifting 3 times a week, and tennis whenever I can squeeze it in. Luckily, the teams will be back from the summer so I can workout with them. I will be planning the workouts so you know it will be grueling. Dieting never worked for me. Never has and never will... Intense exercise does. So that is the plan. Eat reasonably of course but workout like mad. Go back to running to make my rican butt tone up. Feel like I am a million bucks with the new energy. Go back to feeling like my normal self. And go back to eating whatever the fuck I want whenever I want. Now I'm off to go running with my pink New Balance zapatos!
Why do I feel like doing this here in sunny California? Because it's chilly outside. California standards. It's wonderful. Sweaters, warm-ups, jean, brown, black, grey, hats, hoodies, and finally hot coffee. Never in my 26 years would I imagine that I would be excited about the fall. This summer was brutal. Very desert-like, hell with the devil, only bananas and salad would do. These cool fall days (supposedly won't last long http://http://www.weather.com/weather/tenday/91711?from=36hr_topnav_undeclared) are amazing. I can't say it enough.
Now, I have a trip to... CHICAGO. To see my cousin get married. So my plan is, of course, to look amazing. To drop as much of the 10 pounds that I can until December 16. So this means cardio for 60 minutes a day, lifting 3 times a week, and tennis whenever I can squeeze it in. Luckily, the teams will be back from the summer so I can workout with them. I will be planning the workouts so you know it will be grueling. Dieting never worked for me. Never has and never will... Intense exercise does. So that is the plan. Eat reasonably of course but workout like mad. Go back to running to make my rican butt tone up. Feel like I am a million bucks with the new energy. Go back to feeling like my normal self. And go back to eating whatever the fuck I want whenever I want. Now I'm off to go running with my pink New Balance zapatos!
