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Bikram… Spin

Well I made it to spin last night, and I loved it, and hated it.  I’m pretty sure the last time I took a spin class was when I was still in college and my roommates were the instructors.  I always swear it off because my hooha hurts almost immediately after, yes even though you are barely in the saddle, and yes it hurts right now.

It’s funny to take a spin class as a runner who can run 10 mile races and half marathons and considers themself in shape, because spinning is a whole different kind of workout.  No lie, I was tired and sweating 10 minutes in.  That could also be because the fans in the spin room are broken and absolutely no air was coming in or circulating.  Yup, you read that correctly, I have never sweat so much in my life.  The manager joked with me that it was probably like Bikram spin, yeah dude, it was.

But yeah, spin was good, and I’ll definitely go back because I can see it really supplementing my cardio and giving me a kind of workout that running and ellipticalling don’t.  The music was my kind of tunes and the instructor was kick ass and tough, although I do feel bad that he had to teach the 6:45 class right after.  I would have passed out, or slipped off my bike due to sweatiness.

In other unshocking news, I’m already having issues with packing for the weekend.  We’re taking a bus, there will be walking from said bus to hotel, and the forecast looks like this.

I also have to pack tonight because we’re going to the Phils/Nats game tomorrow and I won’t have time.  So far the only thing on my list is rain boots. Uuuh, help?  I hate packing for things this time of year, the weather is weird, it’s always debatable whether a coat is necessary or not, and of course it’s rainy.  Blah.

Also, I have an apt at the lady doctor tonight which I am dreading, because I know I have to get weighed.  I have not stepped on a scale since last July, and I like it that way.  No matter what the number is I know I won’t be happy with it, and I especially won’t be happy with it today because I know it’s higher than it was last July.  It’s going to depress me, and I don’t really want that because despite knowing I’ve gained a few lbs, I don’t think I look that bad.  Ugh, freakin lady doctor.

Well anyway, at least it’s Wednesday and I have a three day weekend to look forward to, even if it is going to be a rainy mess!

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 :)!

My First Cookbook

So I think it’s pretty safe to assume the bride to be isn’t checking up on my blog on wedding day so I’m gonna show you guys what I made for her.  Alexis and her fiancée started dating ten years ago, and are moving in together for the first time when they get back from their 2 week honeymoon in Hawaii.  I wanted to give her some of my easy and quick recipes to have on hand for her and her new roommate, aka husband :).

All together, about 20 of my recipes and photos are included.  Alexis has been the recipient of some of my leftovers before, so I know she really likes some of these recipes.  I hope she tries them all eventually!

Per my training plan, I completed a 4 mile easy run last night at 10 min pace and it felt easy.  Hooray!  Sunday is my first long run, and the training plan says 8, but I’m going for anywhere between 6-8 since 8 is on the plan for the following week also and I don’t want to jump from 15 miles one week to 21 the next that quickly.  I have a feeling my knee wouldn’t like that very much.

Now I’m going to complain for a second, haha so feel free to skip this part.  In packing for Alexis’s wedding last night, I pulled my dress out of the closet to try on “just in case”.  I wore it last November for a wedding and really had no reason to think it wouldn’t fit the exact same way as it did then, well unfortunately I was wrong.  My ass has apparently taken on a life of its own and grown substantially in the past 10 months.  Either that or the dry cleaners shrunk my dress.  I want to go with the latter since all my other clothes still fit, but I can’t even remember if it actually went to the dry cleaners!  Blah!  The bf tried to convince me it was all muscle, I think I told him to shove it.

Anyways, it’s Friday and I have three hours left of my work day!  If only I was getting paid to take this half day, le sigh.  Then it’s off to the beach for Alexis’s wedding, which I’m sure will be beautiful, emotional, and a drunken mess :).  Alex, I’m picking you up at the train station at 11:26, so please be there!  What else is everyone up to this weekend?