I really like food. I don’t know if you figured that out yet, but in case you’ve missed it. I really like food. Cooking is one of my favorite activities, and now that I have someone who is home at the same time as I am, and enjoys eating tasty foods too, well, I’m a happy camper.
Day 14 was the manfriend’s birthday, we celebrated with maple glazed pork chops, garlicky mashed potatoes, and roasted green beans. It was delightful. Thankfully I had completed 108 squats during the work day in order to justify all of the butter (yes, I may have put an entire stick of butter in those potatoes, and no, I am not sorry).
Day 15 was time to do another increase. Adding another squat per hour, and we’re now up to 116 per day. I’ve started to notice that my pants are fitting a little better, the thigh area is a bit looser, and my pooch maybe getting a bit smaller. But day 15 also had some delicious foods… more mashed potatoes (I go on a run with potatoes sometimes, I’ll have them three or four times in a week, and then not have them for a few months), and meatloaf. I know, I know, meatloaf is such an old lady thing. Not my meatloaf. Mine is stuffed with ham and cheese, wrapped in bacon, and smothered in BBQ sauce. It’s a culinary delight. And will probably give me a heart attack.
Day 16 ended up being a mini-date night. Our cleaning lady had just come by (I know, I know, middle class white people), and I really didn’t want to mess up my kitchen by cooking, since we have friends coming up for the long weekend. Have to impress, you know. So we went to Arby’s; now, I really don’t eat much fast food, but may I remind you – I live in a restaurant wasteland, Arby’s is practically fine dining here. We picked up some bird food and went home to watch Fargo (holy moly, Fargo! This week was intense!) And yes, I did 116 squats, it was great.
Disclaimer: I’m getting tired of squats.
I can feel that they’re working, I can see results in my clothes and in the way my body is feeling. But I am TIRED of them. The monotony drives me mad. And allegedly I still have 61 days until I’m done with this self-induced program of ridiculousness.
Day 17 we’ve made it to another Friday! Thank goodness, this week has been dragging… and probably because I have friends coming to town this afternoon for the long weekend. It will be three glorious days of grilling out, bonfires, and beers on my patio of greatness. (Greatness, because I managed to figure out how to wire my outdoor living space with some awesome speakers – so much great music!) We may find our way to a farmer’s market, or a greenhouse, or even the state park for a hike and a picnic; they really want to live the country life. Dang those city boys.
I’m also in the office all by myself today. This is a great thing, and an awful thing. I like talking to people, I get lonely if I’m all by myself for too long. But, I think I’ll be able to get my ‘workout’ done a bit earlier in the day – mainly because I’m not embarrassed of myself in front of myself.
Either way. Happy Friday, and have a wonderful weekend.
I’ll be back sometime soon with an update on my weight loss as well as inches (did I tell you that I bought a fancy tape measure – the kind they use for sewing, apparently – and did my first measurements on Day 8.)