Well Kiddos, it's no shocker that I haven't posted since June....that's probably around the last time I had anythinw exercise worthwhile to post.

I loved Zumba, but the teacher flaked and stopped doing it at work, so I'll have to drive to Ankeny if I want to do it and that doesn't work with my schedule right now. It might in the future, so I hope I can do it. I really did love it. It was fun, and it worked.

I have entered the stage I like to call "I'm wearing my running shoes for things other than running because I've given up running again". It directly corresponds with the "Why the hell am I out of breath from running up the stairs?" stage and also the "I cannot believe I'm even able to eat this much turkey" stage.

I can feel it, I know it's happening, I just need to STOP IT.

So this week I've been trying to just eat a lot less than I normally have. I get into this thing where I eat whatever is put in front of me. Just because I like eating. It's horrible. And so I'm just trying to be conscious of what I'm eating and how much I am eating. Because this weekend I cannot even discuss how much I was able to put away. It's ridiculous.

Also? I think I need to cool it on the "I'll eat anything", somewhat self-deprecating jokes at work. I'm funny in other ways too, and it's starting to come back at me. "Let Lindsay try it, she'll eat anyting." or "Lindsay's probably eaten there, ask her." It's nothing that REALLY bothers me, but I'm aware of it and I know what it probably means!

Next week I don't have my stupid class for work so I can start getting it going with either doing Zumba, doing Zumba at home, or running on the treadmill. It's not easy when I get done at the office at 5:30. That means it's about another hour before I'll be home and I've been at work ALL DAMN DAY. But that's what the challenge is, doing it. And that's what I suck at right now. Also, work is not helping me out either, the count I used to be off at around 3:00-3:30 for is being stretched to 4:45-5:00. And I'm just wasted tired after those days.

Football season is ALSO a factor. I never really think about how much a whole Saturday of tailgaiting (LOTS of beer and food) and then Sunday at the bar for NFL (more beer and food) will take its toll on me, and it totally is. I'm not brave enough to get on the scale, but imagine stopping exercise plus the start of football season equals no fricking bueno.

So! Slowly she goes back to the grind. Wish me luck!