Poor Scott: Week 2 of Personal Training

Look what I can do! I'm not much of the cussin' sailor-type, but to put it nicely, today I was not at my physically active peak...and I was mad about it!

Last week I was saying "look what I can do!"



and running 3 miles straight, 4 days a week, at a 10 minute per mile pace.

Today I ran 1.5 miles in (I refused to hear my real time that Scott kept on his handy-dandy stop watch...so I'm just throwing out a guestemate) 15 minutes.



I walked 2 of 6 laps around the flag football course.

FML...what happened this weekend that would make me fail at life today?! Oh wait. I remember...wine...lots and lots of wine. Whoops!

Call me Debbie Downer for the Rest of the Night will ya
After Scott was done cheering me and Reese's on around the field, he took us inside to do some weights and light stretching. At this point in the work out I am still madder than hops that I personally failed myself at a 1.5 mile run, so I stomp my booty into the gym and start doing whatever weights he wants us to do.

Lets just say he doesn't think it's funny when Reese's and I yell at him to "give us 20"



...as he's demonstrating the proper squat technique. I thought it was funny.

What's that you say, we have to do this all again next week?
So thankfully I have the entire week to run off all the wine I consumed this weekend so I can actually be physically able next time we meet with dear Scottie boy. Oh how I wonder what I will learn next week about my body. Grr.

Best Friends are Awesome

So what makes a "best friend?"
1. Brutal honesty is the only policy. No need acting nice when you're with your bff (I know...I should be ashamed, I used the phrase bff), you can be brutally honest and no one gets their feelings hurt.



2. Suddenly, you're a comedian. Ever had someone totally "get" your humor? Get a best friend...suddenly you're effing hilarious....even when you're not funny to anyone else.


3. You don't have to have a plan. Just do whatever, hang out, watch TV, when the company is good it doesn't matter what you're doin!



I like social interaction...Who woulda thought?
I'm the type of person where I can be social and in the mood for anything, but at the end of the day I'm perfectly content with having 2 friends and my family. I'm a great alone person and enjoy peace and quiet, so I don't require people around me constantly. When I find a friend though, I hang on to them like oxygen binds to hemoglobin.



Guess what I'm learning about in school right now?

Since moving to Corpus I have been a complete hermit and my sole focus is on school and work. If I ever have developed an obsession...nursing school is it!

My best friend came to visit me this weekend...and it was like having a weight lifted off my shoulders. Ya know the feeling that just because someone you trust is there, you just feel better? Aw! It's so great.

So just remember, when you find a good friend...hold onto them! Even though you may not see them for months at a time, when you get to hang with them, it's soooo much fun!

8 Hours

8 Hours
I slept 8 full hours last night...8 HOURS! I haven't slept 8 hours, without waking up, in...I can't remember how long. So after 8 beautiful



...restful hours of glorious sleep, I arose to cool air and the birds chirping...just call me Snow White from now on...wait, that was Cinderella.



As I danced out of bed, made breakfast and espresso, I decided Maddie should go to day care while I was at school so she could get out some energy.

When I dropped her off the girl who watches the little dogs inside, told me Maddie was a fun schnauzer...unlike the other schnauzers who go to day care and sit in the corner and shake (how sad). The girl also said Maddie is the life of the party.



Eeee...that's my girl!

To School I Go
Ever heard the song "Give it to me baby" by Rick James?



After hearing it for 22 years and dancing like a fool in my car on my way to school...



I finally heard the song and found the true meaning of the lyrics. Wow...how inappropriate!

A&M Arrival
Guess who rolled onto campus and found a front-row parking spot? This girl!!

To Class I Go
Anatomy and Physiology 2 is an amazing class which brings the entire body together as a whole. I took my first exam in this course on Tuesday...and I freak out and panic at each and every exam because this class really means something to me. Our professor tells us how dissapointed she is with our exam grades.

Oh crap! I just know I bombed it after this comment.

The end of class arrives...my last name starts with a W so of course I'm the last person to be called to get my exam.

Guess who got a 96 on the exam when the class average was a 64?

This girl!!

High on Life
After getting on a high on life like this one (aka: getting a 96 on my A&P 2 exam) my day couldn't be ruined by anything!

The end.

The Innevitable Binge

Do You Binge?
Do you binge from time to time? Everyone has their crutch, what's yours? Just admit it...you've got one. Running Off the Reese's and I have decided there are officially 3 types of binge eating... which I'm sure apply to all types of binging, whether it be eating, drinking, etc.

Type 1: Binging With a Friend.
Binging is fun when you get together and it becomes a "social" thing. It's always more fun to binge with a friend than without one. When you're binging with a friend, it's suddenly ok. Someone else is doing it too, so it must be normal.

Type 2: Binging...Alone
We've all done it. The day goes wrong or too long, a break-up happens or you're just feeling unusually emotional one day and BAM...before you know it, you've gone through an entire pack of Elf cookies or a whole pint of Cookies'n'Cream icecream before you can blink an eye and realize what you're doing. When you finish that pack of cookies or pint of ice cream, suddenly you realize...you're all alone. No one is binging with you. Then the guilt sinks in. You have just binged solo.

Type 3: Binging Alone with a Friend in the Room
No matter what the reason for the binge, it's awful when you do it in front of another human being, or even your pet, and they refuse to join you in the binge. How embarrassing, you've been caught! The utmost dehumanizing binge of the 3. If you catch yourself Type 3 binging often ya better watch out....you may be a serious binger and Type 2 diabetes is just around the corner.

On a Happier Note
The cool front that came to Corpus Monday morning...is gone...and with that, the mosquitoes have returned with a vengeance!

Doggie Day Care

Doggie Day Care
Who knew I would be that person who took my pooch to doggie day care? I would like to say I love my dog and we have grown close after 4 years of growing up and going to college together, but WOW she's gotten restless since her cousin Lou...



(aka: The Flash/The Blur) moved to San Marcos. With no little "my size friend" to play with, Maddie gets...dare I say it...sad. So, when I have long 7 hour days at school, I drop her off at Bruno's Bath House



...and her favorite part about the whole thing is she gets to boss all of her new friends around while I'm getting an education....again.

I TOTALLY understand the reasoning behind Mother's Day Out...I will enroll in that program the minute a child is conceived in my house...wherever that house may be...one day...not any time soon.

So to all of my relatives who are concerned about Maddie's well-being in the hot, sweltering, holy land we call Corpus Christi, she is doing fine and has made tons of puppy pals!

Trainer Scott...I'm so sorry we picked you

Let's Weight Train!
"Running Off the Reese's" and I decided to work with a trainer on campus and do weight training.



His name is Scott and he is precious. That poor poor soul for ever becoming a trainer, and then ending up with the Reese's cup-lover and myself. He's going to be SO uncomfortable for the next 9 weeks each and every time I come into the rec and make a ton of inappropriate jokes.

Basically, he has no idea what he's getting himself into.

Week 1: Body Assessment
Let's just say it was a shock to have my bod assessed for the first time in 6 years. The last time I was assessed (aka: weight, BMI, BP, measurements, fat/muscle mass, the whole bit) was when I was a 16 year old track runnin-fool with a BMI of 14. Ohhh, the good old days of being whipped around the track by satan's spawn (also known as "coach").



So the body assessment comes to a close and I'm pretty sure I have made Scott so uncomfortable that he may regret taking me and Reese's on.

Yes, Scott, I'm going to make TOTALLY inappropriate jokes about my body...it's just what I do. Especially while you're measuring my thigh blubber. I just praise da Lord he measured the fat at the midway mark between the hip and knee...instead of further up the leg...we would have gotten into some BIG numbers if he would have gone north with that tape measure!

Yes, Scott, I'm going to try to make Reese's laugh when we're doing 3 minutes of "step"...especially after she almost fell off her step. Lol...

So when we told Scott that we're running a 1/2 marathon he seemed shocked and thought it may be a joke...the 100th joke made within an hour of arriving. Scott, are you saying we're out of shape? Hahaha.

Can't WAIT for week 2...I will have to come up with a new comedy routine and see what sort of shocked faces I can get out of Scott on Monday.

My Poor Garmin

My Poor Garmin gets no use
My Garmin watch does everything in the world for me including: measuring distance in miles, keeping time, tracking my calorie burn, and lots more! If you're ever considering training for a race, this watch is the way to go!



Sadly, my sweet Garmin received no attention for the entire month of September. I know...how the heck do you train for a 1/2 marathon when you don't use your odometer at all? Well you don't. I'm back down to jogging a total of 3 miles per day. I should definitely be up to at least 7 miles by now. But I can't get discouraged, I will keep jogging my little body down the street until I get to 12 solid miles!

Bring it blacktop!