So as of 4:31 p.m. today, I am on vacation. (... right; s'pose I should wait til then to write a new blog...)
I'm flying out to the Couve, where I shall meet my Miaouw for nine days of adventure. We are visiting the fabulous Chico and his mysterious Lady N, my Nana, and the beloved Dylan, driving through some of Canada's most beautiful scenery, and leaving a trail of mayhem and rubble in our wake. WORD!
Normally I get tortured twice a week by Derek, on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Since I'm leaving tonight, I thought I'd be getting by this week with just the one session on the rack. However, Master Pain very helpfully offered to abuse me on Thursday instead of Saturday. So on Wednesday we did upper body and last night we did legs and core and today I am feeling it.
So anyway... Derek asked me what my plan was for my vacation. I'm like, sit on my ass in the car and eat chips? Wrong answer. He says I have to do a one hour workout of similar intensity to what I do with him, FOUR times while I'm away. If I don't, he says he's gonna make me come in three times a week, instead of two, for the next four weeks, to make up for it. Meanwhile, I am paying this twerp for the extra sessions. But whatever. I loves me a throwdown.
We're staying at a HoJo's while in Vancouver (just the weekend), so I plan to work out for an hour in the fitness room on Saturday and Sunday. After that, I'm thinking strenuous hikes with the Miaouw a couple of times ought to do the trick. Failing that, I might go running.
So who's with me? Come on you schlubs! Help me out, help yourselves out! Pledge to get busy 4 times between now and next Sunday! Report back here! I will check in with you and we will hold each other accountable! Let's stick it to Derek!
Chall-anj!
Friday, May 22, 2009
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Have a wonderful time. And remember, when you're in the car you can tuck and suck (as in tuck in your butt and suck in your gut). I once did this on an 18 hour drive to Utah...whenever I thought about it, I had to do it. I could barely walk the next day ;)
ReplyDeleteI am IN! I ran half an hour this morning so I'm on top of it, sistah. Yoga tomorrow morning, then Wed/Thr/Fri running. HowzzAT?
ReplyDeleteThis is good, because I have to train for my 5K on June 27. Gotta get past the lame stage and into the hardcore stage.
ChallENJ!
Hey L-Qat,
ReplyDeleteHope you have a great time on your vay-cay. Best of luck with the challenge!
I subscribe to wordspy, a quirky free e-mail newsletter that in the words of its founder is "devoted to lexpionage,the sleuthing of new words and phrases." (Check it out at wordspy.com)
Today's word kinda sorta fits the theme and spirit of your Throwdown post: bet dietingThought I'd share this with you ...
bet dietingBetting money on losing weight, particularly where the money goes to a charity or other organization that one disagrees with.
—bet dieter n.
Example Citations:
Bet dieting is the newest rage and there are a few websites that enable it, but stickK has an extra ploy: the "anti-charity." Choosing the most politically controversial non-profit charities to motivate someone to achieve their goals is a great idea. Science and the stock market know that risk is a much more powerful motivator than reward.
—Boomer Babe, "Bet dieting: If You Lose You Pay Guns, God, & Gays!," InventorSpot, May 23, 2009
Most of the seasonal customs Drake-Carnell records appear, like my Bank Holidays, to involve cakes and ale in some combination. Some of them in bizarre conjunction with penny-throwing or ancient religious, possibly even pagan, observance. But none of them combine food, money and cultish devotion like the contemporary craze that is bet dieting.
It was reported this weekend that slimmers are signing up for a website called StickK, on which they post their target weight and pledge to donate money to a cause they hate if they fail to meet their target. Apparently this provides dieters with the extra incentive necessary to shift the last stubborn pounds.
—Michael Gove, "Ye olde custom: cursing of the SatNav," The Times (London), May 25, 2009
Again, hope you're having fun on your trip. Look forward to reading more of your posts!
Cheers,
-Jazz-
Linnyqat, I am with you and Derek all the way. Since the gallbladder removal, I have been eating tiny amounts of healthful food and not losing a single ounce! In fact maybe gaining a pound, though not much more. Makes me wonder what would happen if I were to start eating normally, I mean really normally. So I have decided, exercise is the answer! This weekend I went into my old pilates routines with a vengeance (ouch, now), and next will be running. And maybe a nutritionist to tell me what I am doing wrong (or right) in my post-gall-bladder-body.
ReplyDeleteI support you entirely and unconditionally (and love you too) in your commitment to fitness even while on vacation. That is one of the toughest challenges.
So, we're staying tuned....what's next?
L,
D
p.s. thanks for your email support the other night, it meant a lot
P.S. LQ, the one thing my post left out is that I really have about 10 pounds that I *must* lose, really about 15 to be where I want to be. And suddenly my body is not ledding me shed any of it. Some of it may be hormones, the rest, who da heck knows?
ReplyDeleteHmmm. Does walking ten paces to your place, opening your door and hauling a cat down the hall count? GRIN. Keep at it gal. Lola and I are cheering you on!
ReplyDeleteKC, thanks for the well wishes. Alas, I forgot all about this excellent piece of advice! I suppose I could make up for it now by doing it at my desk at work.
ReplyDeleteNah.
Lane!!! The sole taker! Fan freakin tastic. How did it go? Did you do better than me? I hope you represented on behalf of all of us schlubs. But if you didn't, that's cool too, since you're in good company. That's so awesome you're doing a 5k on June 27! Let me know where and we'll come out and cheer you on!
Jazzy, holy shit, BET DIETING! Wow, what a concept! It's a little bit horrifying, actually. This morning, my first thought is Operation Rescue, mostly just on account of how obnoxious Randall Terry was in his reaction to the murder of Dr. Tiller. Phewf, wha' happen? My blog just got all political! But anyway, I seriously cannot fathom giving money to these misguided cretins. "Risk is a more powerful motivator than reward." I will definitely give that some thought.
Thanks also for the tip on Word Spy. I'll check it out, to be sure (as well as StickK).
Diane, man, I so relate to the frustration of doing all the things that used to work and finding my metabolism not working for me the way it once did. And I've been exercising too! Although I do find that there are other benefits to exercise that I am getting, like the endurance, the muscle definition, stuff like that.
ReplyDeleteI have been thinking of seeing a nutritionist for a little while now. Or possibly a naturopath - my benefits at work provide $500 a year for "alternative" therapies, whereas a referral to a nutritionist might take awhile. If you do see one, please be sure to comment on here somewhere about it! I'm sure everyone would like to know about the experience (I know I would).
Thanks as always for you awesome support, D. It is much appreciated.
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Jen, Lola weighs about 12 pounds, I think. I am currently doing bicep curls with 12 pound weights. So next time, try sitting at the TV doing Lola curls! (Work up to by doing April, and then Ripley curls...)