Boy oh boy. I thought I was going to have to pull the plug on this challenge. The headaches were starting to get the best of me. So I woke up on Saturday morning and Jimmy asked me why I had that look on my face. You know…the one that says, “Don’t even look at me…”
Well, of course I want to go! But this stinkin’ headache seems to have other plans! HOWEVER, we are talking about a 6 yr old and a 3 yr old….and they are adorable….so the headache thingy would have to wait.
I got up to take a shower and remembered my craziness during the night…
That was one serious pain, people. I just threw everything on the floor…..even myself. So I took my shower and drank a cup of coffee. Yep. That is NOT on the diet plan…..but it was on MY plan and it worked. My headache started to disappear.
We got to the “olympics” and watched an enormous amount of tumbling….and realized it was the preschoolers just trying to stand in line. Turns out the olympics hadn’t even started. During the hoopla, I get a text from Mike.
Mike: “Working out?”
Mike: “When are you doing cardio?”
Me: (making a face at the text)
Mike: “How many shakes have you had today?”
Me: “One. I’m at gymnastics..”
Mike: “You should have brought one with you. Learn from your mistakes. Be at the gym at 10:00 for cardio”
I looked at my watch and it was 9:30am. I was so mad that my headache was gone. That meant I had to do cardio.
So I told Jimmy that I was going to go do my cardio and would be right back. The olympics weren’t over until 10:45, so I was hoping to be back before trophy time.
I zoooooomed home and changed clothes and zoooooomed over to the club. When I got there, I snuck inside because a class was going on and I didn’t want to be mistaken for a person that could do that class.
Are you kidding me? Summer has a class full of ROCK STARS! (say Rock with a higher voice for emphasis). And she is incredible! She had those
fools people jumping, kicking, punching and squatting forEVER! And here’s the kicker….they were doing it and nobody was complaining! And here I was on the treadmill thinking I’m “all that” because I’m not holding on!!
Wowsers….talk about training! So, Mike and his crew train people for competitions, and other things I would never enter. Marriam was a cutie I met (with a 3 year old) and she is training for a bikini competition!!!! What? A stage? People watching? Bikini? Eeeeeek!
But alas…..poor Marriam. Mikey asked her to pick a number between 1 and 5 and she said three. He then turned to me and said, “Ok, do 300 rows” Poor Marriam. You know what that means, don’t you? Yes…..I told her that I was going to pray that she be the new Scottsdale Octo-Mom. Yep, I was baaaad. I told her she was going to get pregnant, with not one….but possibly 8. We will now sit back and wait.
Wait……….did I mention that I was told that if I didn’t finish my workout, I would have to do the entire month of December in a sports bra and small shorts………..in front of a mirror! GASP!!!!!! (important note: I am finishing my workouts).
Where were we? Oh, yes, we were gasping for air on the treadmill while the awesome thoroughbreds finished their workouts. I was so happy when the treadmill declared MY training over!! But then, suddenly I was TOTALLY grossed out…………I was still wearing my makeup! EEEEW!!!
I drove home soooooo fast and took a shower and bumped the exfoliation up to a level 3. I was even able to make it in time to watch Jimmy and our kids and grandkids eat……….burgers……..with fries. And Paloma doesn’t understand why I won’t “taste it please, Nani”
The shake wasn’t as bad today because I got permission to use orange juice (8oz) instead of water. So the Maalox thingy is gone. I think I’m going to make it, people! I just may make it! :)