Exhausted

Who signed me up for this puppy business?

      No one to blame there but myself; Cooper, my 13 week old coon hound, had his way by waking me up at 5:30 this morning. Mornings are just not my thing, while most people say that they prefer to work out in the morning, I could not disagree more.

     That whole "exercise before your brain wakes up" is straight bologna. I have a pattern of working out around 4 pm. It's the only time that my body and mind work together and give me motivation to work through a tough workout.

    This morning everyone was out of the house or doing busy work, I decided to go get sushi with a friend. Sushi-a wonder food truly. I've found that for me there is no balance with sushi-I am either near projectile vomiting or at the brink of wanting to eat it until my mouth falls off. It's nice being able to go out and not feel so isolated from the crowd. For those who have been or are overweight, you know exactly what I mean by saying that. It's nice to be out in general, really. The busier I am the less likely I am to consume food that will make me want to cry when I look at the scale. Has anyone else discovered that? I get the question "why are you so busy all the time?" well, whoomp, there it is. The busier you are, the more likely you are to eat less.

    I did research last night about the upcoming half/full marathons I have planned for myself this year in the Sacramento area. So stoked! It never ceases to amaze me at how even through my absolute "hatred," if you will, of running, I still keep going. I think it's the feeling of accomplishing something greater then myself that gets me. The full marathon is my big one for this year, not looking forward to the training or the race itself, but more so the finish and "bragging rights." I am in the process of finding an accountable person to run these with. What a bummer it would be to run alone for 13.1/26.2 miles. I don't think I could mentally get through that challenge alone.

  My sinuses are all out of whack-hopefully the pressure will magically disappear from my head when I wake up tomorrow morning so I can jump back into routine. I took a day of rest today, but tomorrow is a new day. The Biggest Loser is about to come on and Jillian is back! There is something about The Biggest Loser that makes me "feel" better about myself, until week 10 when all the contestants begin to resemble an average sized human being. Going to get all my gear ready for the gym so I have one less excuse to get my butt out the door tomorrow.