Yesterday was absofreakinlutely beautiful out, and those are my favorite days and evenings to watch my 3 favorite kiddos. Nothing beats having the windows and doors, open, with a light breeze coming through as I paint and help with homework.
I still couldn’t stomach food after the disastrous tuna salad bowl I had yesterday for lunch, and aside from stealing several bites of Markie’s decadent Reese’s ice cream and a few plain pasta noodles from their dinner, I didn’t eat after the salad.
While the kids slept, I busted out my magazine that I received the other day in the mail but have been too sick to read it.
I received this subscription for my birthday and have been anxiously checking the mailbox every day for it, so of course it arrived the day I was hit with a stomach bug. I was only able to read half of it before the parents came home, but there are great rope workouts in this edition which I’m SO excited to try after falling in love with them in Harrisburg several weekends ago.
The family I sit for lives off the my street, and since I thought they’d be out later than they were, I packed my bag to spend the night at my parents house.
My parents had chinese last night and when I got home, I swiped a cookie solely for the fortune.
In the game of fortune cookies, this one would easily be a grand slam! I’m so excited and truly believe in these suckers, I just wish I wasn’t so impatient!
I woke up feeling a bit off this morning, but still trekked downstairs for a run on the treadmill. It was tough and my body was hurtin’. I even set up a trash can right next to the treadmill in case I threw up. (Hey Lisha, if I can run with a stomach bug, you can run today. Make it 3/5 girl!)
After a 3 mile run, 1 mile walk and 50 push-ups, I called it a morning and cleaned up. I was instantly feeling back to my normal self and my stomach grumbled for the first time since Tuesday, so I toasted a butt end of bread and loaded it with peanut butter.
I had been complaining to Emily last night about not being able to eat peanut butter for days, so I was pretty damn excited to tweet her my picture of pb toast.
That sucker hit the spot and kept me full from 7:30 until 11:30.
I wasn’t all to hungry at that point but knew I should eat something, so I went for a strawberry Chobani with PB2 and diced cantaloupe on the side.
I’m not sure if I’ll be hitting the gym on my lunch or after work, as I also need to get these bangs trimmed and in control, cash my babysitting checks and hit up GNC. I think I might gym it after work so I can take my time and maybe attack those ropes when no one’s looking.
Please tell me I’m not the only one who likes trying new workouts when the gym is dead and I can’t be judged and watched?!