Weigh-in Wednesday

This morning I am in need of a full body massage. Scratch that, several full body massages. Had my first AM run today - up at 6:20 and out the door. I have been "off" for the last week and a half as I totally screwed up my foot last time I ran - I got new sneakers and, despite my best efforts to make them work, they were too small. Of course, being a deal-seeker, I bought them off ebay, buying my usual size, and so I couldn't return them. I'm thinking, like they say is common, that my feet are a tidbit bigger post-pregnancy because my extra fatness flattened them out. Anyways, that sucked because not only did the tendons in my foot ache for a week and a half but I totally counteracted my deal-seeking and lost the $80 I spent on my first new sneakers but still had to buy another new pair of sneakers... which just pissed me off because the reason I bought them off ebay in the first place was to avoid spending $200 for my Asics... and now that's exactly what I've done and the whole process has taken three weeks and been a pain in the foot! :p

I thought I was going to die on my run today. I made the mistake of being cocky and starting where I left off almost two weeks ago... doing 4 and 1s (4 mins running, 1 min walking). The first interval, I was a superstar - running at a great pace, lungs good, legs solid, Miley Cyrus Partying in my ears (I admit it, I love this song, whatever). Third interval, I was still doing OK, decided to slow my pace as I could tell I wouldn't be able to sustain it. Fourth interval, 50% dead, had to take a break midway as I thought my legs were going to give out underneath me. Fifth interval, agreed that I wouldn't break no matter how bad I was dying because I gave birth and if I can give birth I can run for four freakin' minutes... yeah. About a minute into it, I was wishing I had a baseball hat on so no one would recognize me if they drove by 'cause I was running slower than a senior on a mall walk and my face was likely so red that I rivaled that chick from the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory who ate the blueberry. Regardless, I did it.

Wanna know what sucks too? I can't run in my subdivision because of all the hills. So I walk down to the main road and run there as it's flatter. No biggie on the way down. On the way back, however, after I've basically killed myself, I have to finish myself off by walking like a half km up a giant-ass hill. This morning I seriously considered driving to the bottom of the hill and driving back up. Yes. I am a lazy exerciser. ha ha ha. Actually, I shouldn't laugh as I haven't completely written that idea off yet. :p

No surprise I didn't lose any weight this week as last night, on his way home from the gym, I got Dan to pick me up some Coldstone. Yesterday AM (if you can even call it the AM as in my mind it's still PM), I woke up at 3:30 (yes. 3:30am) and started working on budgeting because I am so stressed about this whole job hunt thing. So, come last night, I was basically a zombie and do I even need to say the rest... I will for the "newbies"... zombie Jen = eat everything I can find in my house even if it's not appealing at all and eat it in excessive amounts (e.g. dry cereal).

So, I may have actually lost weight but the excess food in my "system" from yesterday is weighing me down (literally)... :p That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Next week I am confident I'll be down another pound. If I'm not, I'm lying about it anyways - as if you'll figure it out! :p ha ha ha. Half-kidding.

Pictures are from Monday - Jane and I went for a picnic at the park. It was awesome!