Set The DVR

The Biggest Loser premiers tomorrow and ordinarily I wouldn’t really pay that much attention.  I tend to start watching that show a few weeks before the finale so I can see the changes instantly.  And for some reason I really like watching it while eating a big bowl of ice cream.  Go figure.

Anyway, this year one of the contestants is a man from my home town that I actually know.  Matter of fact, I used to be good friends with his daughters and a bunch of us used to hang out at their house every weekend.  While friendships have fallen by the wayside, I’ve always liked Rick and wish him the best in his efforts on the show.  I now have yet another show added to my DVR and hope you will tune in as well.  Go Rick!

http://www.nbc.com/the-biggest-loser/video/contestant-profile-rick/1247748

Fashion Friday

Not really a fashion Friday more like another random blog entry but I like the sound of ‘Fashion Friday’.  Sounds like I might be sheik, into the know with couture.  But if you’ve been reading this blog for a while you then you should know better.  Matter of fact I probably just misused that word.  However I did just buy a new jacket a few weeks ago.  I had a gift certificate and the jacket was the only thing in the store I liked.  Plus the only other ones I have are either full on winter coats that make me look like the Michelin man or are sweatshirt hoodies.  So without further ado here’s a picture of the jacket:

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So my first thought when I put on the jacket was “Wowzer I look good!  (and check out my mad glamour shot skills! HA!!) This is like a more feminine biker jacket.  Now I just need a bike.  Hmm, there are some bonafide hotties that live a few apartments down from me that have bikes (mischievous thoughts brewing in my head).”  But then I remembered that I’ve never been on a motorcycle and would most likely fall off so maybe I should start with a ten speed.  The more I look at the jacket the more I see a modern take off the infamous Beat It jacket or when zipped up completely I have a strange urge to say “Houston we have a problem”.  Only thing missing is the space helmet and the American flag patched on.

Now that I’m looking at the picture I’ll make mention of the shirt I’m wearing.  That little gem was $10 at Target.  Man I love that store!  It says ‘Ireland ’88 Rugby Championship’.  It means nothing but I like it.  Actually I dated a guy that played Rugby and come to think of it, I think he went over and played in Ireland.  Not in 1988 of course but still.  Crap, I think the shirt is now tainted.

This afternoon I’m going with a friend hiking and to take pictures.  I guess she discovered some new trails we want to check out before the weather gets too bad and the fall colors disappear.  I’m glad about this because 1) it means I have plans 2) it gets me outside taking pictures and 3) it means I have a legitimate excuse to not go running and not feel guilty about it.  The past couple of days I managed to kick it up a notch to 4 miles and I’m more than happy to take a day off.  I also started back up doing crunches.  I hate those!  And so far, my body isn’t a fan either.  I have to bribe myself with a treat to get me through them.  Yesterday it was with pumpkin cheesecake.  I really have no intention of following through with my self-bribes but if it works on getting me through the crunches then I’m happy.  I seem to get distracted at night and forget about the treat so all is well.  Imagine, if I can keep this up if I have kids I’ll be able to get them to do what I want, then distract them so I don’t have to follow through with whatever I bribe them with.  I will be a genius.

Cripes it’s a week into November already!  Where has the time gone?  Back in January I made a goal to read 50 books this year.  And you know what?  I’m about 10 books behind.  I can’t seem to catch up try as I may.  But I still have about 8 weeks left so I’m not ready to throw in the towel just yet.  But holy moly, that’s 18 books in 8 weeks.  Dr. Suess counts right?  Ok, well I have a window of time here at work with nothing to do so I think I’ll log off wordpress and pick up my book.

Are You Going to Finish That?

For the last 3 weeks or so, I’ve been hungry ALL THE TIME!  At first it was bazare, now it’s annoying.  I get hungry at the regular times a person would eat.  About 10 minutes or so after I finish eating I’m hungry again.  And I mean stomach growling, that’s all I can think about, if I don’t eat I just might die.  So I eat again.  And again…and again.  I thought up a list of all possibilites whether realistic or not:

1.  No, I’m not pregnant

2.  No, I do not have/going through “women’s issues”

3.  No, I do not have an exceptionally fast metabolism

4.  No, I’m not imagining that I’m eating when I’m really not

5.  No, I do not have tapeworms or parasites….dammit (just kidding, ew!)

6.  No, I’m not a vegan or what have you and therefore am eating foods of substance a la crap (fatty foods, carbs, etc)

7.  No, I’m not exercising like a mad women in my spare time…or at any time for that matter

I finally concluded that the only possible explanation is that somehow I genetically relate to bears in this area and must be gorging myself in preparation for hibernation.  Only I don’t get to hibernate through the winter, just eat through it.

I Think I’m breaking….No, Just Getting Old

Let me start off by saying that I’m not old.  I’m only 28 which should be the prime of my life but my body feels much older.  Or at the very least I’m starting to notice I’m no longer 18.

1.  I can’t stay up late.  My freshman year in college I could function off 3-4 hours of sleep.  Now, I’m lucky if I make it until 10:30.  And if I do stay up late I have to make sure I’ll have time to take a nap the next day.

2.  I can’t sleep in anymore.  I used to be able to “will” myself to sleep until the afternoon.  Now I consider sleeping until 8 as a luxury.

3.  While I was home I went to the gym with my sister twice.  I did practically nothing and was sore for 2 days afterward.  Likewise, I went to the batting cages with my dad and raked the leaves in mom’s yard.  Both had the same effect as the gym.  This didn’t used to happen…at all.

4.  I get sleepy after eating meals and need to go sit down for a while.  Again, this never used to happen.  I used to be able to eat Thanksgiving dinner and go play basketball right after without any consequences.

5.  Seeing a lot of junk food in one place makes me sick.  This is not right.  My roommate has tons of M&M’s, candy bars, cupcakes, cookies, chips, and Reese’s Butter Cups in the cupboard and every time I open it I want to hurl.  Also, I can’t watch candy being made because all the sugar and lard makes me queasy.  This absolutely never happened before.

6.  When I would visit with my nephew and nieces I could play for hours doing anything and everything they did.  Now the only games I want to play with them consist of me laying on the floor while they do one (or all) of the following: play with my hair, stack their toys on me and see if they can balance without falling, or put stickers on my face.  I don’t care as long as I get to lay on the floor.

I realize that most of these problems would be cleared up if I got out to the gym…or just got out.  But it didn’t used to be this way.  I never thought about what I was eating, whether I had to schedule a nap time, or worry what the effect on my body will be if I do something more strenuous than sitting.  It blows.