It's late, and I am feeling a little bothered.
First off, thank you very much for your supportive comments on my post yesterday. It's always a good feeling when I come to a strong opinion on something, and other people end up saying that it is English I'm speaking in, it does make sense, and they sympathize. Triple score!
Today I am feeling irritated because of the dumbest thing in the world. That doggone number on the scale looks like it is creeping up, even though I have been behaving myself. I know that number doesn't define me, and that I am working out with weights, and I'm not seventeen years old so it might take a while, and on and on, but I admit, I still totally get hung up on that number. I had to work so hard to lose the eleven pounds (w00t) that I have lost, I sure as hell don't want to see any of those suckers creeping back onto my body. I had to think to myself, "what am I not doing right?" I am eating the right way, my meals are not spaced too far apart, I worked out yesterday and today. Last week I missed two out of three of my Aerobics workouts (oops), so maybe that's what's going on? It is so stupid to get hung up on, but I want the FAT OFFFFFF!
On the plus side, when I was putting lotion on my legs (go self-care!), I noticed that my calf muscle looks very lovely. It has muscle showing through, and I can see it flex and stuff. I definitely felt it flexing this morning when I had the charley horse from hell, too! I was whimpering and trying to hobble off of the bed so I could stand on my leg and work the charley horse out. And why on earth is it called a charley horse?! I guess I better head to wikipedia to answer that one....
Also, I forgot to tell you something else I did this weekend. I signed up for the Pumpkin Run 4k Race! It is October 24th, and I get a pair of socks for running in it. I'm so neurotic that I'm already getting a little nervous about it. Silly questions floated through my head today regarding the race...can I run with my little Pearly iPod in my ears? Is that against the rules? What if I have to walk a fair bit? What if I fall? Ahhhh, glad to see my brain is still reliable in respect to coming up with ways to trip me up.
So now I'm off to bed. It's late, and I don't want to oversleep two days in a row for work. Thank God Andrew wandered in to wake me up this morning at 7:20--we were supposed to be at work at 8:00! We made it in, but were late by nearly 10 minutes. So I better get to sleep so I don't play whack-a-mole with the snooze button in the morning. See you tomorrow!
PS: I just had to sneak off and look up Charley Horses. This is a hoot. It can be known as a "dead leg" or a "granddaddy". In Australia it can be called a corked leg or a "corky." It can be in the thigh (traditional location), from getting a bruise on the thigh muscles (like when playing soccer and you catch a knee up there--sort of makes the same mark as a kick from a horse), or a simple muscle cramp in the leg or foot. I am such a dork!