The temperature has reached the low 90's here in my ville. In accordance with my usual program, I am determined to wait until June 1 to turn on the air conditioner in my house. Last year I did not meet that goal, because I was going through chemotherapy, and I was all, "Hot and nauseated? Forgizzle." But it's back on, honey. Of course, Matt has a window unit tucked in the office where he (and three other guys) work, and Hank has a window unit up in his bedroom, so is this cheating? I don't know. I am making my own rules.
Today Pretty Neighbor and I resumed our workouts in her basement, after a four week break. We'd paused our routine for me to have my reconstructive surgery. Two weeks ago, the plastic surgeon told me I could go ahead and ease back in to exercise, so I eased back in by spending another two weeks doing completely nothing. Unless reading House Beautiful now counts as exercise, or playing Lego Pirates of the Caribbean with Hank. Or going to the mountains and eating three s'mores.
Three is too many, friends. S'mores are like cocktails. One is the right number. Two is okay but three is, like, let's talk about the choices you're making right now.
And you know what? My energy level took a hit from the no exercising. So many reasons to start up again, so today we did, back at level one of Jillian Michaels's Ripped in 30 Days. Oh goodness I was dreading the first day back, but I got through the workout and only said "OH DAMN HELL" a few times. At the end I lay on the floor of Pretty Neighbor's basement, and I knew my face was absolutely vermillion. Hank asked if he could help me get up. I looked like I'd been lightly broasted, then dragged backwards through an automatic carwash.
Oh well, soreness awaits, tomorrow, as well as another workout. You got to use it or lose it in this life.
Speaking of which, tonight on Facetime chat I asked my sister if she is still going to Zumba and if the instructor had laughed at her again. She said that the other night she'd been trying to master a particularly tricky dance move, and the instructor had smiled at her and said, "It's okay, just jump." OH DAMN HELL, no she didn't!
Are y'all doing okay?
Smacks,
Becky
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15 comments:
Having a window unit in a room where 4 dudes sit all day is not cheating...it's just basic survival. Seriously. Don't hate, ventilate!
Good onya for getting back on the workout wagon! Now that I've started exercising regularly, I'm like, "Heh--you really DO have more energy when you exercise!" And here, I always thought that was just PR. And yes, she did tell me to just jump. She's a nice girl, and I know she means well. At least I've figured out how to crump. (Or krump.)
After reading this, I feel like I need to send you some grillz and a chain or something. I really, really like gangsta Becky.
Can you imagine what it would be like in that room if there wasn't a window unit? Eww!! I have had the AC on since March and the fan on every night!
Window units in the 4-dude room and the 4-yr-olds room are not cheating. I wish I had the same problem as you, it's still freezing here.
I burned 1000 calories today in various fashions. I probably consumed 4000, but whatevs.
There's something about NOT putting on the AC that builds one's tolerance for heat. Once it's on, there's no going back!
My Gillian tape still sits on my bookshelf, unwrapped, but you've inspired me to perhaps open it. I've just completed a 21-day Cleanse and lost ten pounds, so I'm excited to keep going. Exercise is my nemesis.
I stayed home from my aerobics class just to read your post. Bravo to you for getting back in the game. I have no excuse because it's not even really hot here.
Mmmmm.... S'mores. Maybe they should be called S'less? Or S'lesses? (I'm uncertain of the pluralization of the word "less".)
Good job getting back on the workout wagon. I was going to go for a run last night but instead I had a triple scoop chocolate fudge brownie ice cream cone. I probably need someone to talk to me about my Choices.
I just started shredding again. Didn't you hear it? That was fear leaving my body. I've never been able to do the 30 day shred for an actual 30 days, but I'm trying again.
@Elizabeth, I'm in the middle of a 21 day cleanse, too! I'm on day 13.
Bec, you are my hero with all that shredding and sweating! You and Amy are so dedicated. Yeah!
Making it to Memorial Day without the A/C is a goal of ours each year too. Dumb probably too.
I was told to stop yoga while I'm dealing with a rotator cuff pinchy thing in physical therapy. But that's all I had! I'd already given up my nights at the YMCA and doing weights b/c of the damn shoulder (and some damn laziness and...) I'm stiff and sore and unable to do anything right now. Use it or lose it... Just in time for the pool season too.
I don't understand ... when you turn the central air on, do you remove the window units? (I'm from the midwest, all I can think about is drafts.)
When we lived in DC it was such a shock to have to have the AC on as a matter of survival. Then I went to central GA for a week one May and omg, scarred forever. I will never forget standing! In the shade! In the morning! Talking on my cell phone! Sweat, pouring off of me! In May!! But then I ate a slice of pecan pie for breakfast-dessert, so it was, yk, good with the bad. xx
I always feel like I'm the only person commenting on the important parts of your posts... for instance: One cocktail is the right number? Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?
Aw, sweet Hank. Good for you for getting back to the working out-age! I thought that if you can wear white pants you can have the air conditioner on? Or am I mixing up my rules? ;-)
Oh good Lord, just turn on the dang AC. I've lived in Los Angeles for 22 years now (oh my, is that true?) and I still can't understand the Californian idea that AC is evil. Where I grew up in Texas, air conditioning was an absolute gift from the Lord, actual proof that God exists.
Good for you for exercising. I, alas, am fat and lazy. I haven't been able to do anything because my back's out, so I just hang out and eat. Sigh...
Oh, how is that Lego Pirates of the C anyway? Jude's been eyeing it.
Good on you! The worst workout is the first one after a hiatus. Just getting your butt THERE is a huge step. I have to take that step tomorrow, and I'm dreading it.
Gretchen, Lego Pirates is good. Jason finished it last week...the boys are loving it, too, of course. ;)
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