Leg day…the BEST day
Wednesday, September 10th, 2008This is the day when I realllllly feel strong! Wonderful leg day. Usually Tuesdays are my leg days, but the gym was so packed on Monday that I had to push everything back a day this week. First week of classes, typical mad rush to the gym of people who, unfortunately, will probably not stick with it. Same goes with the number of people in the library…gets to be less and less as the quarter progresses. No one has any discipline anymore! Well, that seems to be the trend at my college, at least. It’s sad, yes. But if the college has to dump more money into the gym to make it larger for all of the increased traffic, my tuition would go up…that’s not particularly something I want - BUT I would be willing to take the punch in the gut of another tuition hike if that meant that more people were getting healthy. (And that I would be able to even step a foot inside the weight pit during "rush hour")
TRAUMATIC event at the gym today!!! I had finished my last set of squat presses and went to put the safety latch-thingy back into place so I could exit the machine and continue on my way…la-di-da…the dang latch wouldn’t move! I had been able to engage it for the first two sets so I don’t know WHAT was going on with all of that nonsense. I was stranded! After a couple minutes of panic and thinking that I was going to have to hold those 135 lbs for the rest of my life, I was able to wave down an unsuspecting gym-goer and have him help me out. I probably looked like FOOL but I could not get that thing to move for me!! Thank you, Mister Gym-Goer. You’re the best. Marry me.
Good day diet-wise today, as well. Like I said in my last blog, school really helps me keep my eating habits clean. Is it so dorky of me that I wish I had classes on the weekends so I made sure I didn’t cheat (like I usually do on the weekends)? I do have a birthday party to go to tonight for my brother’s 10-year-old daughter - thankfully, it doesn’t start till 7:00…which is right after I eat my 5th meal for the day and I’ll already be full of a delicious Myoplex. NO CAKE FOR ME, THANKS!!! (Ugh, damn healthy lifestyle)
Van’s coming to visit this weekend and you all know what that means…NO!! Not that, dirty, filthy, filthy person. It means it’s BBQ PULLED PORK TIME*! It’s our absolute favorite food in the world and, maybe in another life, if he does actually ask me to marry him, BBQ pork will be the only thing available to eat at our reception. No cake. No snacky-snacks. ONLY BBQ!
*Disclaimer: Van and I are on the same diet that allows us a cheat day a week. Saturday is it and we really know how to nosh it up.
Anywhos, time to get some shiza done. <3<3<3 BYE!






View all comments | Leave Comment