It’s all up to me

This school year has really been very good, the weeks have been flying by.  This week, however, my good fortune bit me in the hiney.  I honestly thought it was Friday on Wednesday and each day felt like it was 20 hours long.  I am going to enjoy this weekend like no other.

Food was good today and so was my workout.  I always have a longer workout on Fridays but generally at a lower intensity.  I have been stuck at 241, though, so I decided to bump up the intensity.  I set the machine for intervals of 2 1/2 minutes at maximum treadles, 3.5 mph and then 1 1/2 minutes of minimum treadles at 3.7 mph.  The machine only lets you go for 15 intervals so I was actually disappointed when it shut off after 62 1/2 minutes.  I know I could have started it again but it requires plugging in your weight and a bunch of other stuff and I didn’t feel like it.  I know, I’m an idiot b/c I want to workout more but I was too lazy to program the machine.  It makes no sense to me, either.  But the good news is I burned over 1300 calories.  That damn scale had better budge tomorrow and I won’t be happy unless the middle number is a 3.  I don’t know why I’m letting the scale run my life like this but it’s just making me mad that it won’t cooperate.

And btw, adding a heartier snack (almonds with my apples) before this intense workout did the trick.  Last Friday I almost passed out but today I felt much sturdier.

Progress toward workout goal:  99/250

8:00

Small victory!  Went to the store and hubby wanted ice cream.  Blue Bunny has single servings of their ice cream and I was going to pick him up a pack or 2 of Bunny Tracks (YUM).  This store didn’t have them.  So I looked at the 1/2 gallon size and debated forever.  In the next section of ice cream there were pints of Ben & Jerry for the same price as the 1/2 gallon Blue Bunny.  My waistline knew that the smaller size was the best option but my wallet and cheapskate nature put up a good fight.  Finally I realized that I would be spending the same amount of money so my wallet could just shut up.  Plus, it would be better for both of us to buy the smaller amt. of ice cream; I won’t eat any and he’ll eat less. 

That damn scale had better be impressed by this in the morning