Stats on Stats

Oh hey there super loyal blog readers. My stats say some of you are still following along everyday.  It's too bad I'm not so great at keeping this thing up to date.  I guess that why my last blog died down a bit. As in any emotionally abusive relationship, I'm sorry baby. It won't happen again.

I'm struggling with the food part.  I actually enjoy exercising, but telling myself that I'm not allowed to have certain things is only making me want those exact items.  It's amazing how people can keep this up for a lifetime. You know how they say life style changes and all that jazz.  The problem is that I need to tell myself that I'm healthy because it's going to keep me going and strong and ALIVE.  Instead I just keeping thinking about sculpted legs. There really is a fine line between the two.

Today I rotatated exercises and just kept doing them until I couldn't anymore. So I'm not sure how many I did, but it was a few simple ones that we all know and love. Over and over.

crunches
arm lifts
russian twists
leg lifts
calf raises
squats

I would do one until I couldn't anymore and then switch to the next exercise.  It's a bit lame, but I was at home and not really wanting to go to the gym.  It's raining. Rainy days affect me, okay. Sitting on the floor in my bedroom and watching Netflix was going to have to suffice for the evening. Now I'm up to date with my current tv drama of choice and my muscles are feeling good. Two birds. Call me efficient.

Vacation

It's always been my thought that calories don't count on vacation. Well, during this trip to California my wonderful boyfriend informed me otherwise by saying, "but, they actually do so....".

I dumped him.

So, sorry I've been gone but I've been thinking of ways to NOT gain weight on vacation.  Here's what I came up with:

1. Don't go on vacation.
2. Don't go on any trips with guys. They eat.
3. Don't go to a McDonald's during the 14 hour trip because you need Wi-Fi for a second to do some work.
4. Don't go tailgaiting.
5. Don't go out to eat.
6. Don't go to babyshowers with their tricky miniature food.
7. Don't go to the pier where you can buy delicious clam chowder and fried donuts.
8. Don't let your friend buy fried donuts.
9. Don't leave your house food-less and be tempted to order a pizza when you get home because you're starving and there's nothing to eat.
10. Don't live by the phrase "You only live once". That'll get you killed. Or at least heart disease.

But we're back in action and I did the eliptical for an hour today.  I started 20 minutes before Lance and he hopped on the one next to me to see if he could catch up with the amount of calories I burned. And, he actually did. Does everything come easier for a man? I mean he already has the higher paying job, no child birth, shorter lines for the restroom, no fear of being attacked in an alley, keep the last name, shirtless summers, 10 minute morning prep time and naturally knowing how to fix...everything. Couldn't I just have the calorie burn for the day?

At least I didn't leave the gym as sweaty as he did. So, there's one for the girls.

Oops

Miss me? Sorry, just life and stuff.

I haven't surrendered yet. Yet.

Here's what I did today:
80 jumping jacks
50 vertical leg crunches
20 sit-ups
20 squats
10 side lunges (on each side)
20 leg lifts (on each side)
60 bicycles
30 arm rolls forward
30 arm rolls backward
15 push-ups
40 russian twists
15 bird dogs

The hardest for me today was easily the vertical leg crunches.  Abs were never my strong point. It's like I can't bring myself to willingly participate in something that is so painful. Then you sit funny and can't laugh etc, etc. I'm really still debating if I'll ever do them again. Someone talk me back into it please. (Or don't...)

As Joan Rivers puts it, "I don't excercise. If God had wanted me to bend over, he would have put diamonds on the floor." Words have never rang more true....

Also, it's unbelievably hard to do the before mentioned crunches when you have a miniature Dauschund attacking your head. Dog for sale.

On a brighter note, I'm two pounds down. Doesn't seem like much, right? That's because it isn't. But I'm getting there I suppose. It's super frustrating with all the weight loss advertisements that say you can be a supermodel in a day. Too bad it can't be real. They're good though. The Sensa commercial almost had us ordering enough for three the other day.  Sold by the marketing. Such a sucker.

I think my will power is getting stronger though.  The craving for fatty food is lessening. Maybe it's just because I know you all are watching, but either way...it's working. I won't deny wanting a cupcake every now and then. As in, now. Luckily I have people around me who have similar goals that are keeping me on track.

Now, how can I get rid of these people....