My Brindo's gotten so big! I totally miss them...
4.10.2006
babies!
Dad sent me pictures of my babies today. I'm so proud that they figured out how how to load pictures from the camera on to the computer :-)
My Brindo's gotten so big! I totally miss them...
My Brindo's gotten so big! I totally miss them...
4.09.2006
weight loss diary: week 4 of 15
I'm cranky. I'm bloated. I have my ToM, and the hangover from hell. The light bothers me and the dark bothers me. I can't keep my eyes open and I can't sleep.
And yet, I diligently took my pictures despite the 3+ lbs of water weight (I am guessing) that I've got in me right now. The side profile just looks horrendous!
*~*~*~*
Week 4 Stats, 4/2 - 4/8
4/9/06. Definitely some grossness from the ToM (not to mention the hangover), but strangely enough, my strapless bra feels looser around the chest. I wonder if I'm losing chest or boob?
Workouts:
What Helped Me:
Week 5 Goals:
And yet, I diligently took my pictures despite the 3+ lbs of water weight (I am guessing) that I've got in me right now. The side profile just looks horrendous!
*~*~*~*
Week 4 Stats, 4/2 - 4/8
- Weight: 128.5 lbs
- Body Fat: 28.5%
- Body Fat Lost: 0.21 lbs
- Total Points: 184.5 (target = 178.5)
4/9/06. Definitely some grossness from the ToM (not to mention the hangover), but strangely enough, my strapless bra feels looser around the chest. I wonder if I'm losing chest or boob?
Workouts:
- Goal: 3 workouts this week, including 1 weight training
- Tues, 4/4: Kickboxing, 30 mins; Arms, 30 mins
- Wed, 4/5: Cardio, 30 mins; Arms on BOSU, 30 mins
- Sat, 4/8: Kickboxing, 35 mins; Cardio 20 mins; Pilates, 15 mins
- Ate healthy despite having lunch at Old Ship, a pub. Got an ahi tuna sandwich, no bun, olive tapenade on the side; side salad with balsamic dressing; and water. Everyone else had burgers, beer and fries.
- Planned for crepe dinner on Sat night.
- Work goodness.
- Got in 15 APs. Still short of the 17.5 I need, but I'm just getting back into it! I'll make it up next week.
What Helped Me:
- The joy of home workout DVDs. Most of them are geared towards beginners, but I've found a couple that I really like. They're time-flexible, which means that I have NO EXCUSES for skipping workouts now! On Wed, I was exhausted, and there was no way I was going to make it to the gym. So I came home, took a nap, and then did a long-ass workout.
- Surprise - Alcohol again! At least I didn't binge eat afterwards, and the thought of food today makes me want to hurl. But I polished off about 8 - 9 glasses of wine last night, and now I want to die.
Week 5 Goals:
- Work out 4x this week, including 2 sessions weight training.
- Go to Bhangra class! Actually making it to the gym would be wonderful.
- Incorporate lower body strength training into my work out.
- Target Points: 25 per day.
- Earn 18.5 APs this week
- Steps: 6,000 per day
- Weight Watchers meeting on Friday - I didn't go AGAIN!
- Weight: 128 lbs
- Finish week 1 of Body Intelligence program - I'm behind
- Make flashcards for the Shape program
- Get my freakin car back!
crêpes and wine
On Friday afternoon, Karen and I decided to do an impromptu dinner on Saturday where the main goal was to stay in and drink wine. It quickly turned into a gathering of 7 people and we didn't stay in... but we did drink a lot of wine.
Heather, Karen, Agnes, Fernando and the two Eric's headed over. Pretty much everyone brought a bottle of wine (or 2... or 3) and we started drinking as we waited for EricPop to arrive. We knew he would be late - he was moving that day out of Casa 420 to our 'hood, and was still packing at 3:30 in the afternoon.
Instead of making the crêpes and filling for everyone, we set up a "filling bar" and let people choose what they wanted. Then EricH and I - ok, mostly Eric - would help us make it in the pan. The spread included smoked salmon, prosciutto, mozarella, cheddar, brie, tomatoes, sauteed mushrooms, eggs, scallions, and fresh parsley and basil. But my biggest accomplishment that night was the caramelized onions that I made for the first time. They were just a little burnt, because the initial temperature I had the pan on was too high, but ended up sweet, savory and delicious!
The filling bar
Crepe and Agnes' filling choices
Eric is on the phone, as usual ;-)
We also had a salad with the infamous French homemade balsamic, baked tomatoes, and a healthy version of green bean casserole, made with fresh green beans, broccoli, baby carrots, cauliflower and low-fat cream of mushroom soup. It was considerably better for you than the traditional recipe, but French's fried onions were still 1093 calories for the topping!
ePop finally arrived, and of course, the raunchy talk started. Most of it is inconsumable by the public, but the quote of the night has got to be: "Oho! With what color would you like me to impale you with?"
ePop is veeeeeeery hungry
We love wine
The last remnants of 1259, before it officially became Casa 420
Karen, striking a pose
After dinner and dessert, which consisted of crêpes with nutella and strawberry, Grand Marnier and strawberry, and dark chocolate and banana, ePop's friend Carlos ("Spicy Eggs!") came to pick us up and we headed for a loft party also in Potrero. Unfortunately, I was already pretty drunk by that point which means - you guessed it! - I drank more. I'm unclear if I drank another bottle of wine there, or if I spilled most of it. It seems like there was a lot of spillage caused by me last night, but from the state of my head today, at least some of it got into me.
"Ok, Karen, how many times are you going to take this picture?"
FERNANDO! Where is your head?!
Cute group pic
*~*~*~*
This morning, I woke up completely confused. Why was I sleeping on the couch, why was Fernando sleeping on the loveseat, and why was Heather in my bed? Apparently, after we left the party, EricH dropped us home and we all sort of passed out.
But not before playing some random musical sofas. Heather was on the big couch, but when she went to get up to use the bathroom, Fernando took it over. Despite poking him for several minutes, he didn't budge. For some reason, I ended up passed out on top of him (not like that) so Heather just went into my room. When Eric and Agnes came back, we were so out of it that the two of them cooked more crepes at 4 in the morning, and we didn't even have an inkling!
At 8:45 am, my alarm went off, which prompted Heather to come out and complain. I decided to go back to sleep in my bed, Fernando crawled into Phillipe's (without bothering to move the laptop on it) and Heather was "just going to lay down until my head stops hurting." At around 1pm, her head finally stopped hurting - in other words, she was passed out cold for 4 hours. "Has Fernando already left?" she said, coming into my room. "Nope - he's still immobile," I replied, pointing to the heap.
We finished off the crêpes for brunch and then started our days around 2. By passing out again.
Blech. I feel less than human right about now.
Heather, Karen, Agnes, Fernando and the two Eric's headed over. Pretty much everyone brought a bottle of wine (or 2... or 3) and we started drinking as we waited for EricPop to arrive. We knew he would be late - he was moving that day out of Casa 420 to our 'hood, and was still packing at 3:30 in the afternoon.
Instead of making the crêpes and filling for everyone, we set up a "filling bar" and let people choose what they wanted. Then EricH and I - ok, mostly Eric - would help us make it in the pan. The spread included smoked salmon, prosciutto, mozarella, cheddar, brie, tomatoes, sauteed mushrooms, eggs, scallions, and fresh parsley and basil. But my biggest accomplishment that night was the caramelized onions that I made for the first time. They were just a little burnt, because the initial temperature I had the pan on was too high, but ended up sweet, savory and delicious!
The filling bar
Crepe and Agnes' filling choices
Eric is on the phone, as usual ;-)
We also had a salad with the infamous French homemade balsamic, baked tomatoes, and a healthy version of green bean casserole, made with fresh green beans, broccoli, baby carrots, cauliflower and low-fat cream of mushroom soup. It was considerably better for you than the traditional recipe, but French's fried onions were still 1093 calories for the topping!
ePop finally arrived, and of course, the raunchy talk started. Most of it is inconsumable by the public, but the quote of the night has got to be: "Oho! With what color would you like me to impale you with?"
ePop is veeeeeeery hungry
We love wine
The last remnants of 1259, before it officially became Casa 420
Karen, striking a pose
After dinner and dessert, which consisted of crêpes with nutella and strawberry, Grand Marnier and strawberry, and dark chocolate and banana, ePop's friend Carlos ("Spicy Eggs!") came to pick us up and we headed for a loft party also in Potrero. Unfortunately, I was already pretty drunk by that point which means - you guessed it! - I drank more. I'm unclear if I drank another bottle of wine there, or if I spilled most of it. It seems like there was a lot of spillage caused by me last night, but from the state of my head today, at least some of it got into me.
"Ok, Karen, how many times are you going to take this picture?"
FERNANDO! Where is your head?!
Cute group pic
*~*~*~*
This morning, I woke up completely confused. Why was I sleeping on the couch, why was Fernando sleeping on the loveseat, and why was Heather in my bed? Apparently, after we left the party, EricH dropped us home and we all sort of passed out.
But not before playing some random musical sofas. Heather was on the big couch, but when she went to get up to use the bathroom, Fernando took it over. Despite poking him for several minutes, he didn't budge. For some reason, I ended up passed out on top of him (not like that) so Heather just went into my room. When Eric and Agnes came back, we were so out of it that the two of them cooked more crepes at 4 in the morning, and we didn't even have an inkling!
At 8:45 am, my alarm went off, which prompted Heather to come out and complain. I decided to go back to sleep in my bed, Fernando crawled into Phillipe's (without bothering to move the laptop on it) and Heather was "just going to lay down until my head stops hurting." At around 1pm, her head finally stopped hurting - in other words, she was passed out cold for 4 hours. "Has Fernando already left?" she said, coming into my room. "Nope - he's still immobile," I replied, pointing to the heap.
We finished off the crêpes for brunch and then started our days around 2. By passing out again.
Blech. I feel less than human right about now.
4.07.2006
a rainy evening walk
Tonight, I had a guided meditation session after work. I felt so at peace and relaxed with my new awareness of the world that, instead of calling a cab, I decided to take a leisurely trip through Noe and the Mission before heading home.
First, I stopped in a little coffee shop across the street from my session called Cafe XO. Adorable! It was cozy warmth in the midst of chilly rain, and I just sat with a cup of tea, observing the other patrons.
Then I hopped on the J train to 16th and Church, and walked over to Ti Couz on Valencia. Luckily, I had my umbrella (which I almost never carry with me), so I was able to stroll through the on-and-off rain. I picked up a dozen savory and sweet crepes for our impromptu dinner tomorrow night, as well as some mushrooms, eggs, tomatoes, fresh herbs and fruit. While I was waiting, I made some calls to mes amis, inviting them to me and Karen's last-minute hibernation and wine feast.
As I was talking to Eric Pop about his imminent move out of Casa 420, the 22 pulled up and I almost got run over crossing the street on a red light! But I made it to 17th and Rhode Island in one piece, and waited in the rain for the 19 to come. The guy who was waiting with me hailed down a cab in inpatience (the 19 comes once every 10 years, it seems), and as he was getting in, he asked me where I was headed. Since we were only a block away from each other, he motioned for me to hop in, which I gratefully did.
I fumbled around my purse for some money to give him, but he shook me off. "Don't worry," he said. "I was going this way anyway." As I clambored out of the cab with my bookbag, purse, umbrella and 3 bags, I could only be grateful for the ride. "I hope you have a fantastic weekend despite the rain," I said, waving him away. Then came home and settled in for the night.
It was actually quite a lovely evening.
First, I stopped in a little coffee shop across the street from my session called Cafe XO. Adorable! It was cozy warmth in the midst of chilly rain, and I just sat with a cup of tea, observing the other patrons.
Then I hopped on the J train to 16th and Church, and walked over to Ti Couz on Valencia. Luckily, I had my umbrella (which I almost never carry with me), so I was able to stroll through the on-and-off rain. I picked up a dozen savory and sweet crepes for our impromptu dinner tomorrow night, as well as some mushrooms, eggs, tomatoes, fresh herbs and fruit. While I was waiting, I made some calls to mes amis, inviting them to me and Karen's last-minute hibernation and wine feast.
As I was talking to Eric Pop about his imminent move out of Casa 420, the 22 pulled up and I almost got run over crossing the street on a red light! But I made it to 17th and Rhode Island in one piece, and waited in the rain for the 19 to come. The guy who was waiting with me hailed down a cab in inpatience (the 19 comes once every 10 years, it seems), and as he was getting in, he asked me where I was headed. Since we were only a block away from each other, he motioned for me to hop in, which I gratefully did.
I fumbled around my purse for some money to give him, but he shook me off. "Don't worry," he said. "I was going this way anyway." As I clambored out of the cab with my bookbag, purse, umbrella and 3 bags, I could only be grateful for the ride. "I hope you have a fantastic weekend despite the rain," I said, waving him away. Then came home and settled in for the night.
It was actually quite a lovely evening.
4.05.2006
a pisser of a day
Hopefully, it will lead to nice arms.
It started off promising... weather cleared up, I got to work early. But then I had a totally unpleasant debate with this a**hole who works here. I swear, this man has NO social skills, emotional intelligence or anything that makes him remotely personable. I already had to step in and stop a shouting match that he was having at my team on Monday morning. Then today, he comes downstairs to lecture me about why the solution I proposed for a problem caused by his irresponsibility is wrong because, essentially, I'm a moron.
Well, the way he put it was, "You clearly don't understand how this works." I reiterated several times that I did in fact understand how it works, I just disagreed. I finally had to tell him that while I appreciated his effort to explain, I did NOT appreciate his condescending attitude towards me just because I did not agree.
Truth be told, I'm rather proud of how I handled him. It just left me irritable the rest of the day.
I wanted to burn off the anger by working out, so I went to the 24 Hour Fitness near A's place. I got even more pissed when the salesguy that I had to talk to for my free pass totally wasted my time, was completely inflexible, had the nerve to argue with me, and then tried to charge me $15 for the workout because I wouldn't buy his pitch. His manager actually came out because I "looked like [I] was ready for a smackdown." I replied, "If I were thinking about joining the club, your employee just changed my mind."
As it turned out, this sales associate was young, dumb and had already gotten a talkin-to because of this before. As his manager said, "I just told him today that selling is not an argument you can win." The manager gave me a 30 day pass, apologized, and sent me on my way.
When I finally got around to working out, I hit the gym HARD. I tried out their pathetic Turbo Kick Box class. Lame-o! Instructor couldn't even punch, much less do any good combos. It was like a glorified step class with "punching" and "kicking". So I skipped out after 10 minutes, rowed furiously for like 35 seconds, and almost passed out from exhaustion! I managed to stay on for another 10 minutes before I finally gave up and just pounded on the treadmill.
Then I grabbed some hand weights, a stability ball, and thought about all the people I wanted to beat up. That motivated me to work out my arms, my chest, and my abs. I want to look hot when I beat them up.
Now I'm super-sore from idiotically doing 2 days of intense arm work in a row. And I'm going boxing tomorrow... At least everything turned out good, and I feel great from working out.
It started off promising... weather cleared up, I got to work early. But then I had a totally unpleasant debate with this a**hole who works here. I swear, this man has NO social skills, emotional intelligence or anything that makes him remotely personable. I already had to step in and stop a shouting match that he was having at my team on Monday morning. Then today, he comes downstairs to lecture me about why the solution I proposed for a problem caused by his irresponsibility is wrong because, essentially, I'm a moron.
Well, the way he put it was, "You clearly don't understand how this works." I reiterated several times that I did in fact understand how it works, I just disagreed. I finally had to tell him that while I appreciated his effort to explain, I did NOT appreciate his condescending attitude towards me just because I did not agree.
Truth be told, I'm rather proud of how I handled him. It just left me irritable the rest of the day.
I wanted to burn off the anger by working out, so I went to the 24 Hour Fitness near A's place. I got even more pissed when the salesguy that I had to talk to for my free pass totally wasted my time, was completely inflexible, had the nerve to argue with me, and then tried to charge me $15 for the workout because I wouldn't buy his pitch. His manager actually came out because I "looked like [I] was ready for a smackdown." I replied, "If I were thinking about joining the club, your employee just changed my mind."
As it turned out, this sales associate was young, dumb and had already gotten a talkin-to because of this before. As his manager said, "I just told him today that selling is not an argument you can win." The manager gave me a 30 day pass, apologized, and sent me on my way.
When I finally got around to working out, I hit the gym HARD. I tried out their pathetic Turbo Kick Box class. Lame-o! Instructor couldn't even punch, much less do any good combos. It was like a glorified step class with "punching" and "kicking". So I skipped out after 10 minutes, rowed furiously for like 35 seconds, and almost passed out from exhaustion! I managed to stay on for another 10 minutes before I finally gave up and just pounded on the treadmill.
Then I grabbed some hand weights, a stability ball, and thought about all the people I wanted to beat up. That motivated me to work out my arms, my chest, and my abs. I want to look hot when I beat them up.
Now I'm super-sore from idiotically doing 2 days of intense arm work in a row. And I'm going boxing tomorrow... At least everything turned out good, and I feel great from working out.
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