No Longer So Erked

I had my day of being erked and after a few days of calming down I am over it and while some might wish to know what bugged me so much I feel it wouldn’t be worth the time rehashing what is already dealt with.

On to other news.  Tuesday night I had a total creepy scare.  So M has been out of town on business and that is okay, all has been well.  Except Tuesday I get home and there is a hanging potted flower sitting on my doorstep with no note.  At first I thought, “Ahh, that is so sweet.”  I figured one of my neighbors must have left it.  So I texted my one neighbor I work out with and asked, she didn’t.  Called the other, ah no either.  M didn’t (not the type of flowers you would have delievered anyways), called mama just to check and nope.  No one sent them that I could think of.  So I started to remember how on Monday I went to the DMV and the guy that helped me started some awkward flirting with me about my hair.  Oh. my. god.  He has my address, it is on all the forms. EEK! No one I know sent these and it is the day after I get some guy kind of flirting with me who knows were I live!!!  There was one other possiblity and that is my landlady but that didn’t make sense and I couldn’t check until Wednesday.  So picture this, Tuesday night I slept in the living room with the light on with the cat at my feet dog on my chest a knife by my head the phone by my side and my car keys next to those so that if need be I could hit the panic button.  I woke up every hour to half hour expecting someone to have snuck in and been staring at me.  Yeah, did not sleep well.  So Wednesday I call and guess what, it was my land lady!  She wanted me to have a nice spring gift because of the letters I write her when I send in my rent.  Very sweet of her. . just next time a note would be nice.

Yeah, that was my self made drama.  At least I can laugh about the event.

Erked

Okay, I am very erked about something and hey, it does not involve M but rather the feeling of being used.  I miss living near friends that I can hang out with because they want to spend time with me rather than. . . aw fudge.  I can’t even type it write now because I am so erked it is just going to be  rant and I don’t want to be mean so I will just wait until I calm down and then explain my being erked.

 

Also, why do we call ourselves the human race rather than the human species? Race does not make sense in my mind.  I am sorry but we are a species.  I know some people don’t like to think of ourselves as on the same level as animals but when it comes to classification purposes we are, so wtf is with this human race thing?   Just thought I would throw that out there, since Lynn felt I should when we started having that discussion on the phone.

I am going to go be erked now.

Shape Identity Crisis

So, I have been working out wrong. Motherhood Uncensored had a link on her 30 Day Shred site which talked about body shapes and the proper exercises for them.  I have an hourglass shape and for over the past month I have been working out wrong for that body type.  It would explain why I feel larger, and fatter, rather than like I am loosing weight.  I have been using weights and increasing them.  In one month I went from 2lbs to 6lbs and would have jumped to 8lbs this week as well.  However, I should not have used weights at all this month!  I should have weighted until I lost weight and then used the hand weights to gain muscle.  I bulk up easy, that is why I am so freaking defeated with this damn process.  I should do bike riding, jogging, walking, etc. . .cardio.  Cardio first will get my body where it needs to be and from there I can add weights but apparently not before and let me tell you, I can see why.  M will be home soon and I wanted to look smaller for him.  I hope I have enough time to correct the errors I have made.

Working Out Is A Bitch

I have been working out for one month, no wait, over a month now.  I have been doing 5 days a week with the work outs ranging from 15-45 minutes.  I have increased my weights from 2lbs to 6lbs and have lost, drumroll please  . . . . nothing.  Yup, zero. In fact might have gained.  Clothes don’t fit different either.  Yes my ass looks like it is becoming a bit more defined and I think I see a bicep popping out but dammit I want my tiny tummy that is perfect for a belly ring.  Yes I understand that I am building muscle which weighs more than fat but I would love to be 130lbs and toned.  1 Month, can’t I at least be below 140lbs on a consistant basis.  This makes it hard to push forward, especially with this being the longest I have worked out for.  Having someone to do it with makes it easier.  I want to add in walks/runs in the evenings or something as the weather improves with the hopes of more cardio with cause an increase in weight loss.  Also, I am starting to get bored with the the game, but at the same time I like it better than conventional work outs.

What’s Up Doc

So on Friday I went to the Doctor for my follow-up. She gave me the results of my labs which included the Vitamin D levels being on 17, they want them between 32 and 100. So she gave me a prescription for vitamin D tablets 50,000IUs. . . yah a lot. But I only take that little pill once a week which i like. She also told me my thyroid test was a bit puzzling to her. The one test showed normal function, the one that tells how well the brain is distributing the hormones. The other test showed my thyroid production a little low. So she had me do a second blood test and will also do a Ultrasound of my thyroid in a week. She doesn’t think it will show anything out of place though. At the same time it would be nice to know that some things aren’t just in my head.

No weight loss after a month of working out. I know I am creating muscle mass but I just feel thicker now rather than like I am looking better. What is up with that, you exercise more than you ever have before and your body says “I think we will just make room for Mr. Muscle and cause I like her, Miss Fat will stay on, she has done a good job, I don’t want to fire her just yet.” It is like hello, fire that fat already!

Yeah, I also miss M. I want my hunky honey back already.