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Thunder Thighs

I’ve been somewhat grumpy and down on myself lately, and this post is going to be about that.  So if you don’t feel like listening to me whine and complain feel free to stop reading now.  Although there is a cool video at the bottom, so you can always just skip to that.

I don’t think I kept it a secret that towards the end of half marathon training I started having trouble getting my jeans over my thighs.  Whatever, I chalked it up to the extra mileage I was adding and the muscle I was building.  I used to weigh myself every week, but got away from that habit (I haven’t stepped on a scale since July) because it really messed with my head and would ruin a day if I didn’t like what I saw.  I figured once I stopped training, my jeans would start fitting again.  Then the holidays rolled around, I moved, started a new job, got out of my routine, and probably added 5lbs or so.  That’s a conservative guess.  However, I’ve been back in my routine for a good 7 or 8 weeks now, working out 4 or 5 days a week, and my jeans?  Still too tight on my thighs, and I’m beginning to get very frustrated.

My eating habits are basically the same as they were when I was living at home.  I eat my breakfast, bring my lunch from home, and cook dinner for myself pretty much every night.  I usually go out to eat with the roommates one night a weekend, nothing out of the ordinary.  I just can’t pinpoint what to change to get my freakin pants to fit.  Although they do still fit the same in the waist, it doesn’t matter if I can’t sit down.  Giving up booze isn’t an option, so let’s not suggest that, plus I’m drinking just as much as I was when I was living at home.  If not less, since my weekends have been sort of lame lately as opposed to when I used to trek up to NYC every weekend.

I’ve been spending a lot of time trying to think about what I did when I lost all my weight back in 2009, and the main thing I remember is vodka.  Lots of vodka.  So maybe instead of drinking a few glasses of wine at night, I’ll go back to one large vodka and club soda?  Haha, sound like a plan?  I don’t know, I’m just really frustrated and starting to hate on myself a lot, so I thought I’d let it all out here.  Am I just getting old and my metabolism slowing down?  Blah, I hope not.

Anyway, last night Amy informed that the weekend I’m in Chicago is their St. Patrick’s Day festivities, so here’s a cool video of them dying the river green.  Not going to lie, I’m pretty excited!  Yesterday was a rest or cross training day, and since I ended up leaving work 35 minutes later than usual, and hitting more traffic than usual I called it a rest day and headed straight home.  I can’t believe tomorrow is Friday already, having Monday off made it fly by!  Oh, and this time in two weeks I’ll be leaving for my trip :)!