June 2018 – Page 2 – Sweat & Sparkle

Back to Logging

I’ve been experimenting, switching things up, trying new things, in an effort to find what works best for me. For a while, I ditched my food diary, and while it has been nice not dealing with the hassle of logging everything, searching foods in the database, figuring out how to enter certain meals, etc., I have to admit, I just might really need the accountability of actually writing down (or, more like it, typing in) everything I eat and drink. So today I am back to logging my food on MyFitnessPal.

Last night, instead of a formal workout, I changed clothes and got busy, catching up on cleaning I felt too lazy to do this past weekend. Sweeping, mopping, vacuuming, cleaning hardwood floors, you name it, it got whipped into shape with a vengeance.

I remember one of my stepdaughters telling me, “Wow, you must really like to clean.” I laughed, because really, I don’t. But I do like having a clean, tidy house, so cleaning is obviously a necessary evil.

My husband and I had to get up extra early this morning, so I am sleepy and not terribly motivated to get much done today. I will hunt down a low-key workout for the evening…then go to bed early!

I Hate Yoga!

I weighed in Saturday morning to a 2 pound loss. That’s always good to see! I have a long way to go, but I am making some changes that need to be made.

Yesterday was a rainy, storming, lazy day, but I dragged myself off the couch and went to the gym anyway. I skipped some other things on my to-do list so that I could snuggle with my husband and relax, but I am proud that I didn’t skip my workout.

I tried a yoga workout over the weekend, too. Yeah, uh…let’s just say that I am not terribly fond of yoga, but every time I read about the incredible benefits, like easing back pain, I make the misguided decision to hunt down another workout and give it one more try.

It’s like yoga instructors try with all their might to make the workout as annoying as humanly possible. Start with some ridiculously slow, hokey music filled with bells, flutes, wind chimes, rainsticks, or whatever other hippie-ish instruments they can get their hands on, then the instructor (or yogi, as they call themselves, which is in itself very irritating and just makes me think of the bear) starts speaking in a slow, hushed whisper in what is supposed to be soothing tones but just makes me want to shriek “Speak up, damnit!” But really I don’t want to hear their hyper-spiritual mumbo-jumbo anyway, since it typically runs along the lines of “Now breathe through the brilliant light in your soul” or some variant of “the blah-blah-blah in me recognizes and honors the blah-blah-blah in you.” Gah!

Then move on to contorting into uncomfortable positions, mostly with my head down, which makes my nose run, and have I mentioned I HATE being upside down?

Add in bare feet (yuck), overly tight pants, mats that you know damn well haven’t been wiped down properly in god knows how long, and everyone deep-breathing and closing their eyes like they simply must prove how freaking relaxed they are, and I just end up wanting to bitch-slap someone. Hard.

Yeah, yoga is not for me. At least, I have yet to find a class or DVD that I can tolerate. Give me good, old-fashioned, aggressive kickboxing any day!

But…if you have a recommendation of a non-annoying yoga workout (does that even exist?), I am willing to give it a try!

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