Despite a pretty lazy weekend… Last week: 173 This week: 172

Lowest weight ever? Pretty much. I felt like hell on today on monday, so I skipped working out. I did bike ride yesterday, so that’s good. Tomorrow is debauchery and concert up in portland! Gonna wear my awesome new dress and get mah booze on.

cognitivedissonance:

His latest interview with The New York Times is fantastic. An excerpt:

Interviewer: You’ve long argued for the decriminalization of marijuana. Do you smoke weed?

Barney Frank: No.

Interviewer: Why not?

Barney Frank: Why do you ask a question, then act surprised when I give an answer? Do you think I lie to people?

Interviewer: I thought you might explain why you support decriminalizing it but don’t smoke it. 

Barney Frank: Do you think I’ve ever had an abortion?

I am reblogging this for the Catherine Tate gif.

I have lots of opinions about things. I’m debating starting a blog where I post reviews of things I come across in my daily life Obviously, it wouldn’t be weight loss related, though that might creep in. It will be as mental health related as anything I write as a crazy person is. For folks who are curious, I’ll post a link once I have a few backup reviews of things written. I’ve written one now (for booz!) but I’d like to have a little buffer.

Interest?

Apparently people took a week off from the gym along with me while Oregon was fucking flooded. No, seriously. Last Wednesday we had water about halfway up our driveway and my street was closed. Radhusband ended up walking home from where he parked his car a few blocks away and said the water was up to his knees in places. I made a blanket and hid under it. I actually got a day off from work last week because the street was completely closed with a police evacuating people. Fun!

This week, people are back in the gym and it’s annoying as shit. There’s some guy with super hairy shoulders who does one set on a machine, and then strolls around the room for a few minutes before landing at another machine, doing one set, and going off to wander again. People doing random machines with no real order makes it really hard to work in cohesive sets in any kind of cycle. Plus, the perpetual guy on the squat rack, doing bench presses. And an ablebodied 20-something guy on the cardio equipment that is downstairs in the weight room, for folks who can’t get upstairs to the cardio room (mostly elderly folks who use it for walking.) For fuck’s sake. We’re trying to have a civilization here people!

I walked at lunchtime though, and came home and did 10 reps x 4 sets of squats holding dumbells. And now my butt hurts so I’m gonna sit on it until it no hurt no more.

So, I still worked out, but I really wish there were just- less people in the world.

Weigh in Wednesday

173 today, which is pretty rad. That’s 120 pounds from where I started.

I say as I eat a sugar cookie with sprinkles.

- When you put off working out until 9.30 at night for no good reason. Other than I was watching movies that I heard people talk about on podcasts lat week. I watched “The Kids are all Right,” and “Pope of Greenwich Village” because Eric Roberts was on Jay Mohr’s podcast and I love Eric Roberts because he was in the best movie ever.

Yeah, that’s right. The mad scientist guy from Sharktopus.

I also went shopping. See other post with crappy photo.

Today’s discussion at lunch revolved around sunburns people have gotten. One of my coworkers asked me if I tan at all, to which I said, “No. If I’m very careful about my sun exposure over the course of three or so months I can work my way up to a normal human skin tone, but that’s about it.” Which is true. Also, from my constant bitching about being cold pretty much everywhere it’s possible, I am not meant for temperature extremes. I’m happiest when it’s about 72 and slightly overcast, because I can be outside without being to hot, or too cold, or running for shade every 30 minutes or so to stay out of direct sunlight.

This is why I live in Oregon. We do get beautiful summers, but they are usually kind of short. Which frees up the other 10 months to be indoors reading and drinking coffee. Two things I excel at.

Woke up feeling crapulous last night (at around 5am, which is an awesome time to wake up feeling shitty on a Sunday) and was up for around an hour before I could sleep again. Radhusband is a good taker-care-of-er though. The worst part was being up and down and cold downstairs. Totally justifiable to take a rest day, so I did a very easy workout on the exercise bike at home, while knitting and watching the Vampire Diaries. I can work out pretty much for forever if I can watch shitty tv and knit at the same time.

Black bean burger with cheese and turkey bacon for dinner, and this really good red pepper tapenade on top, and some tomato soup. Also put together lunches for two days, either another black bean burger, or some leftover pasta. Bam!

I do find that I make much better lunch decisions if I put together a lunch the night before, usually while I’m fixing dinner, or putting away dishes. Today I was at 176 (again/still?) in spite of cupcake-a-palooza on Friday. Tomorrow is an official rest and do mostly nothing day.

Also, yesterday I ran even though it was cocking cold out and drizzly. So- I felt pretty baller. Radhusband went for a longer run about the same time, and laughed (as he usually does) at our different attire to be out of doors. He goes in track pants, running shoes, and a long sleeved shirt. (It was about 45 degrees outside.) I was wearing a long sleeved tee, a double-layer pullover, a sweatshirt, puffy vest, scarf, gloves, track pants, hat. Legs still didn’t really warm up.

The last time I got a massage the masseuse suggested that with losing weight, my blood pressure is probably also lower. Which would make sense, my dad’s blood pressure is so low that he has a hard time getting blood drawn because they can never find a vein. I also do still have extra skin places, which means I have skin designed to be cooling someone who weighs 100 pounds more than I do currently.

Man, will I be glad when it’s spring and I can stop camping out in front of heaters.