Broke the 2.0 mark..

Motivation:

"Decide that you want it more than you are afraid of it." Bill Cosby

Diary:

Tuesday:
b: eggs and sausage
s: protien bar
l: turkey and wild rice, canteloupe, xs,
s: boiled egg on salad,
d: corned beef sandwich, coffee
s: protien bar
g: eliptical 2.0 miles !!!, walk 1 mile, sauna

Wednesday:
b: bagel and peanut butter, coffee (men's group)
s: protien bar
l: turkey and rice
s: celery and peanut butter
d: chicken and potatoes and homemade bread (at sisters. chicken recipie was tasty)
s: a couple beers (miller lite cans - reward for moving furniture upstairs)
g: eliptical 1.98 miles, walk 1 mile, sauna

Notes:

On Tuesday, the entire rest of my team at work was invited to a meeting for planning and review. It was supposedly a very important meeting, becuase they were redesigning the process and planning for the next version of the software.

For some 'oversight' I was not invited to this meeting. Later I found out that this also was a Pizza party that everyone used as a bonding and fun time. In a way, I am quite dissapointed that I was not in the invitation, as this supposedly is not right behaviour, based on comments from company leaders, however going to this event would have messed up my schedule for workout and for my lunch plans.

Getting diss'ed by my peers and coworkers actually turned out to be a good thing, becuase I went to the gym, ran 2.0 MILES, (hello?) and when I got back and was eating my healthy lunch, found out that at one point in time in the meeting, they were discussing a process that wasn't going well, and someone indicated that maybe I would have a good suggestion on how to improve the process....... but I wasn't there.... oops?!?


This week, as I have mentioned, is going to be perhaps the busiest and emotional of all year. I am spending my days at work, where people seem to be avoiding me and forgetting that I exist, and am spending my evenings at my sister's, helping as I can with the moving. Today (Thursday) , my goddaughter will be gone, and by this weekend, the house will be empty. It is a good workout, as last night we moved some large bookshelves and lots of boxes. Tonight, more boxes and a heavy coffee table. I am glad that I feel in shape enough to do the work without having to stop and catch my breath. I remember helping other friends move and pack, and I would have to stop after each flight of stairs, just to stop from being dizzy. Now I feel more mobile, and it is fun to help. Plus each flight of stairs burns 24 calories. After about a dozen of these, a 90 calorie beer (or two, or three) is required to replenish the 'electrolytes', or something like that.


This weekend is weigh-in and measurements. I am thinking that my sister may have time to help me again. We will see. I am looking forward to seeing what changes have happened since I have not been sick during this measurement cycle, and have worked out consistently and have also been eating better.

more later,

Chazz

PS: to Sister and Mother: "Yes, I had the canteloupe." I was just having a fun time with the Jman. It was fun to hear him laugh.