Lacking motivation.
Finding my hip measurement to still be in the 43.5-44″ range, I’m just not feeling motivated. I’m still getting some body movement in, but it hasn’t been T-Tapp.
Don’t get me wrong. T-Tapp isn’t going anywhere. I still fully plan to participate in the 60-day challenge, even! (May 12 — July 10)
So, catching up on my workouts:
Friday
Nothing. Nada. Not even PBS.
Saturday
5-ish mile bike ride with the family, including the *excitement* of four flat tires total, both on my bike and both on the child trailer. *grumble* It felt great, but I’d forgotten that my seat kind of sucks…meaning that my sit bones are still tender today.
Sunday
2-mile walk with kid in jog stroller, walking SATI-style as much as possible. This was broken up into: 1 mile out, stand killing time at the park as the 2-1/2 year old energizer bunny runs around like a mad-woman, 1 mile back.
Sunday afternoon, I did about 75-80% of the work of reorganizing the garage so that our 2-car garage can actually hold 2 vehicles. Let’s just say that my shoulders were SORE as heck this morning, but that I was anal-retentive about good posture, so no injuries occurred.
Sunday night was “Hit the Couch: PMS edition.” There was chocolate involved. (Staying off dairy? Who, me?) Oh, and sorbet. And Tivo’d Grey’s Anatomy, followed by falling asleep with the Discovery Health Channel (aka, the unnecessary gore, blood, and guts channel) on in the background. I love DHC. Even when I was pregnant, I watched the birthing shows about everything that went wrong, fully confident that it would *never* happen to me. I digress…
Today
So far, I’ve done a single set of Hoe Downs (each side twice) to compensate for the rather sizeable load of rice I consumed with dinner. Hey, at least the rest of dinner was healthful: chicken breast and the most colorful spinach salad I think I’ve ever made. Let’s see…strawberries, grapefruit, chopped granny smith apple, pistachios, golden raisins, and a buttload of spinach. Maya and I sang as I prepared it…