Half of my breakfast was dumped in the sink and half of my lunch was dumped in the trash. I’ve had a high-maintenance, raging appetite.
I was ravenous throughout the night, and because of the time change, I didn’t get a good nights rest, which meant I was going to eat a lot today.
Somehow the lack of sleep energized me and I was able to complete a 4.5 mile run and busted out 100 girl push-ups before work. In college I was hopelessly devoted to Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred, and the massive amounts of push ups really aided in toning my guns. I miss those arms I had, so in an effort to get them back, I’m going to be the push-up Queen and also would like to add that DVD to my daily workouts. Somehow.
I was craving a sweet drink for breakfast, and instead of going for a sugary fruit juice, I thought my strawberry banana protein shake would do the trick, even though I originally planned on an egg white scramble wrap. Halfway through, the drink made me disgusted and my stomach began to hurt, so I dumped it and put an end to my breakfast.
By 10 I was hungry and put PB2 in a plain Chobani yogurt. Blend Jen told me to cut the shit with my sugary yogurts (booo!), and I thought I’d hate the plain yogurt but I actually really enjoyed it (only after adding 1/2 a Truvia packet).
At 11 I was still hungry. Went for my apple and PB2. 11:30 the appetite was still kicking, so I enjoyed half of my favorite Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Quest Bar before my Abs class.
Talk about the most brutal Abs class period. We started with a warm-up of 5 minutes of jumping rope. I typically hate jump ropes because I’m practically a midget and all the ropes are 5 feet too long. I had no rope issue, but I did have an issue with the lady who walked in late and proceeded to choose a spot 2 feet in front of me. I literally had to stop jumping several times because she was in my way. Her rope also tangled up with mine 3 times because she was so close. Even though I didn’t want to be jumping rope, it was still frustrating that she was keeping me from my cardio warm-up.
Eve kicked our butts with the workout, and alternated between 30 seconds of core exercises, followed by our “rest period, which were 30 second plank holds. For the moves on our back, we did bicycles, scissors, double crunches, and a bajillion other ridiculous moves. We totaled 6 minutes of planking. Barf. Then we repeated the abs moves backwards, but thankfully didn’t have to do anymore planks.
If my “future abs” aren’t burning tomorrow, I will be livid. I want to feel that discomfort. After the workout, I walked/ran before heading back to work so I could eat the other half of my bar.
I tried to enjoy a bowl of proats a little later on, but I couldn’t do it. I put an entire scoop of protein in instead of 1/3 by accident. It was so nasty and chalky.
You know when people say, “Fail to plan, plan to fail?” Well holy crap I realized that’s so true today. I failed to meal plan for today and now that all my major meals were a crapshow, I’m sitting here eating my hair and fingers.
While IT was installing IT crap on my computer, I took the downtime to plan for this week. I’m so hungry that I became dyslexic. Apparently tomorrow I’ll be enjoying an egg warp for breakfast.
Please send me food. Now.