I went for a run last night (where I totally over did it, but was pleased that I could), and then went to yoga this morning after very little sleep.Napped away the afternoon and then G called and said he’d be happy to try out this yoga class – so I did a second class of it.And my hips are really, really sore.This is a 10 day class, so I have class again in the morning with S.And possibly again in the evening with G.By the time kickboxing starts up again, I’ll be the most limber girl in the world…
Even though I like the guy who is taking over the Thursday kickboxing classes at Panther, I’m not going tonight.First, it’s - 27 with wind chill tonight, and I may be Canadian, but I’m not that Canadian.Also, I am so sore from this last week – my knees are bruised all to shit, my quads, ribs and arms are all achy – that I don’t think I’d be really on the ball.All I wanna do is finish work, read Cynicism and Postmodernity till my sweetie comes home and then snuggle up and watch a video.So that’s what I’m doing.I checked the long range forecast, and after this weekend the weather returns to normal (in the -10 range) which is good – after the four blocks to the video store and back, my lungs are already wheezy.If I feel ultra perky tonight, I’ll do some yoga, otherwise I think my body needs a night off.
Well, I was a day late weighing myself and before I even compare stats, I’m aware of how little I’ve been working out this month.It weighs on my mind (sorry for the pun) a lot – I hate not taking time for myself especially when I like how working out makes me feel.But here we go…
Wednesday was actually kinda cool.We were blocking body shots in kick boxing (which is hard for me because I can’t get my arms to go into the right position because of my pornstar sized breasts, but I worked around it and the instructor said I was doing well.I’ve noticed in the last week or so that he’s paid more attention to me – which is a total complement cause he doesn’t spend much time working with the students who are really flailing around.Wednesday night S and I went to yoga – we normally go Tues mornings, but that just wasn’t going to happen.The Wed night class is in another location and it was surprising how different it was – typically, we pull into a parking lot full of SUVs and the class is full of people wearing clothes that cost more than the class itself.There are 4 of us (me, S, P and her friend) who aren’t there with matching yoga mats and bags.This class was in a church basement and it seemed like the people there were not coming for the style statements so much as the actual practice. Again, S was the only guy.Miss Lilli harangued him about his stress levels, although during the class was the first time I’d seen him smile in a week.
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Friday was the release party. I arranged to see my doctor that day, so that all my stress could be on one day, instead of spread out, as I didn’t realize what kind of week it would be.I’ll have to keep going back for regular blood tests, but the cool part of the visit is that when she weighed me, it turns out I’m down to 148 lbs.
Went for a run for the first time in what feels like a million years. I bumped my time back down to 1.5 minute and then walk to the five minute mark. It’s been so long since I’ve been running, I wasn’t sure how much I could do, and didn’t want to over do it. Also, the dog has put on a few pounds since I saw her last. It was beautiful. Edmonton in late fall is gorgeous - we have an extensive river valley and it is a mix of green and gold leaves, some still looking lush, some without leaves at all. The sun was close to setting when I started the run and really, it was just so beautiful. And Maya was SO EXCITED to see me her tail didn’t stop wagging the entire time we were out. Her owner will be out of town for the next couple of weeks, so I’d really like to make an extra point of getting over there more often, in part for Maya but also, after four months of Jim saying I need to up my cardio, I’m starting to see what he says. I’ve still losing size and gaining muscle but it is hidden from sight by my extra weight.
I stopped running a lot when I started working out - not that I feel I can do only one energy-wise, but it was a time thing - I didn’t have as much and S doesn’t have as much - and I need him to drive me over to where Maya lives. Technically I could ride my bike over there, but then I don’t feel like running. Or, at least not right away and I don’t know how to explain that to Maya. And I just don’t feel like running without a dog. So, I’m going to use the “Maya is all alone” guilt line with S to get him over there - he spent half of last night talking about how jealous he was about my getting to spend time with the dog, so at least for these next couple of weeks, that should work.
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