This workout thing is messing with my sleep! I woke up at 5 am for the past 4 days in a row. Just laying up in the bed with no where to go, guess my body is used to that whole working out at 6 am so it's trying to get me up to eat in time. Well this body better re adjust because I'm not going to the gym that early anymore. I stopped working out with my guy friend because he lives too far, need to save my gas money. I also have a personal trainer now which I didn't tell him..but there isn't any point in paying for a membership that I won't be using and I wasn't using it much when I was working out with him. So, I'm going to workout before work, which is 9am-ish. The only thing I'll do at 6 am is take a walk with my sister and neighbor, which so far will only be twice a week. I have my training session tomorrow that trainer better not kill me...who am I kidding.
Apple gets on my nerves they just came out with a new Macbook! Ugh, and it's 200 cheaper then what I paid. $200 goes a long way. I don't regret getting my laptop when I did because it's helping me with school and it's my favorite color, all black...which the new MacBook isn't.
My hair needs a retightening but I had to cancel...I didn't budget right this month so I'm going to go my first 8 weeks without a retightening. I don't think I like it very much, I have a lock that has fully slipped out and my fingers get caught in my hair. I hope my hair isn't matting I took my time seperating them one by one and it doesn't seem that any of them are stuck together but I would have more piece of mind if I had a retightening. Do you ever get wierd desires to take a curling iron to your locks? Well I have and it's crazy because we don't have a curling iron and I hate the smell of burnt hair but here I am wanting to take some heat to these babies. I promise I get crazy when PMS strikes. Well this post wasn't really about anything I'm just killing sometime so that I can safely walk out of this room without being yelled at for waking someone else up before six.
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10.15.2008
10.12.2008
I DON'T Want Kids!!!
I mean I do but dang, I don't know if I can be a mother. Especially not to more than one child. Why you ask, well let me tell you::
So yesterday my sister calls me while I'm at work and tells me that my nephew that I haven't seen in months is over at the apartment. I immediately get excited because I know his birthday is Monday and because his mother and me (my other sister) are not "tight" I don't go to her house. That part is a long story but back to the real story...okay so I become immediately excited thinking out loud we can have a movie night slash slumber party. I can pick up my other two nephews and my niece was already at the apartment, slide through get some pizza. (Wallie, Kung Fu Panda, Iron Man) The nephew that I rarely see is going to be 3 on Monday, than the other three which are from my oldest sister are 2, 6, and a soon to be 9 years old.
Okay so I get them all to the house they're all excited chanting movie night, well the two oldest. The younger ones are sneaking off on a mission to mess something up! Finally we get them all on a blanket in front of the TV, serve the pizza and we start Kung Fu Panda. They were all good for the first 5 minutes of the movie before the youngest two lost focus and decide they want to play something else, occasionally turning back saying "ahh movie" (cute but annoying) The mini me of the two youngest is continually asking for "waaaaater" which scares me because he refuses to wear pull ups and I'm thinking he's going to just let it rip every where. (He made me aware that he used the potty and it was so cute watching the lil thing go, I didn't even know he was being potty trained) The oldest two are annoyed I'm ready to pull out my hair and my sister is laughing at me. I decided to just split them up the youngest is the ring leader anyway. That works until the nephew I rarely see, his mother comes to pick him up. She had no idea that we were having a slumber party slash movie night because we don't speak to her so she comes in and of course only the kids are speaking to her, she takes her son tells him to say good bye and my lil' bourgeoisie niece gets up and leaves too. (That's also another story) Okay so now I only have two that should be easier right? No, it wasn't finally we tired my youngest nephew out get him to sleep, my oldest sister doesn't have her kids in bed until 1 am and I don't play none of that so 10 pm was a bonus for my 6 year old nephew, I have him get ready for bed and we all go to sleep. Mind you I'm sore as hekk from working out, back to back the past three days. The floor is not doing nothing for me right now and the living room is freezing for some strange reason, I want to be in a dang bed not on the floor! Fast forward: Wake up in the morning I ask what's for breakfast? They choose peanut butter sammiches, apple sauce and a juice box. Kewl I can do that but the mini me did not want to sit down and eat! I had to follow him around taking things out of his hand wiping peanut butter off of the couch than finally when he sat down to eat the lil boy throws up on me!!!!!! (crying) I don't do throw up! But any how I catch it in my hands (yuck) some landing on my feet. Calmly I dump it out wash my hands and take him to the bathroom to shower him. At this point I'm chanting I don't want kids my sister is laughing, he finds it funny and I just want to curl up in a corner and cry. They have short attention spans, if the TV is on it's like they have no souls.My oldest nephew tries to do that nasty speed bath so I have to scrub him down to make sure he's actually clean..not trying to take him home to his parents with grime. My sister needs to get her kids a pedicure too because the toes were NOT the business...ewww kids and dirt. I can't have hyper active kids! I see why my oldest sister stays cleaning because she has all three of those rugrats over night everyday. I now understand why they were all excited for me to take them all at once. Never again, I'm going to stick to the 1 or 2 at a time.
Okay in other news, I know I was supposed to post up 1 month update pictures but I decided against it. I'm going to do it at 3 month intervals. I'm still working out; Thursday with the trainer was fun but hard. I had her dying laughing and she had me dying working. We had fun, the session was supposed to be 45 minutes it lasted 2 hrs. She told me that her managers were speaking sideways about her working out with me so long but eh oh well it's because of her I finally decided to sign up and get a trainer! So I got all of my measurements done and this coming week probably Wednesday I'll meet with a trainer. I think my trainer is going to be the brother of the Denver Bronco's kicker forgot his first name but the last name is Prater. They came into my job and he saw my training journal and asked who my trainer was, when I said I hadn't chosen one yet he's like I'm going to be your trainer most likely. Then his mother and brother scared the hekk out of me saying how he trains hard. AHAHAHAHAHAH. Okay it's time to take these rug rats and my mommy to church, I feel bad for them because I forgot vital pieces to their outfits LOL I told yall I am no fashionista. From head to ankles they look okay but their feet look a bit rough, with the crocs. I hate crocs. Oh well the Lord says come as you are!
fitness stats:
So yesterday my sister calls me while I'm at work and tells me that my nephew that I haven't seen in months is over at the apartment. I immediately get excited because I know his birthday is Monday and because his mother and me (my other sister) are not "tight" I don't go to her house. That part is a long story but back to the real story...okay so I become immediately excited thinking out loud we can have a movie night slash slumber party. I can pick up my other two nephews and my niece was already at the apartment, slide through get some pizza. (Wallie, Kung Fu Panda, Iron Man) The nephew that I rarely see is going to be 3 on Monday, than the other three which are from my oldest sister are 2, 6, and a soon to be 9 years old.
Okay so I get them all to the house they're all excited chanting movie night, well the two oldest. The younger ones are sneaking off on a mission to mess something up! Finally we get them all on a blanket in front of the TV, serve the pizza and we start Kung Fu Panda. They were all good for the first 5 minutes of the movie before the youngest two lost focus and decide they want to play something else, occasionally turning back saying "ahh movie" (cute but annoying) The mini me of the two youngest is continually asking for "waaaaater" which scares me because he refuses to wear pull ups and I'm thinking he's going to just let it rip every where. (He made me aware that he used the potty and it was so cute watching the lil thing go, I didn't even know he was being potty trained) The oldest two are annoyed I'm ready to pull out my hair and my sister is laughing at me. I decided to just split them up the youngest is the ring leader anyway. That works until the nephew I rarely see, his mother comes to pick him up. She had no idea that we were having a slumber party slash movie night because we don't speak to her so she comes in and of course only the kids are speaking to her, she takes her son tells him to say good bye and my lil' bourgeoisie niece gets up and leaves too. (That's also another story) Okay so now I only have two that should be easier right? No, it wasn't finally we tired my youngest nephew out get him to sleep, my oldest sister doesn't have her kids in bed until 1 am and I don't play none of that so 10 pm was a bonus for my 6 year old nephew, I have him get ready for bed and we all go to sleep. Mind you I'm sore as hekk from working out, back to back the past three days. The floor is not doing nothing for me right now and the living room is freezing for some strange reason, I want to be in a dang bed not on the floor! Fast forward: Wake up in the morning I ask what's for breakfast? They choose peanut butter sammiches, apple sauce and a juice box. Kewl I can do that but the mini me did not want to sit down and eat! I had to follow him around taking things out of his hand wiping peanut butter off of the couch than finally when he sat down to eat the lil boy throws up on me!!!!!! (crying) I don't do throw up! But any how I catch it in my hands (yuck) some landing on my feet. Calmly I dump it out wash my hands and take him to the bathroom to shower him. At this point I'm chanting I don't want kids my sister is laughing, he finds it funny and I just want to curl up in a corner and cry. They have short attention spans, if the TV is on it's like they have no souls.My oldest nephew tries to do that nasty speed bath so I have to scrub him down to make sure he's actually clean..not trying to take him home to his parents with grime. My sister needs to get her kids a pedicure too because the toes were NOT the business...ewww kids and dirt. I can't have hyper active kids! I see why my oldest sister stays cleaning because she has all three of those rugrats over night everyday. I now understand why they were all excited for me to take them all at once. Never again, I'm going to stick to the 1 or 2 at a time.
Okay in other news, I know I was supposed to post up 1 month update pictures but I decided against it. I'm going to do it at 3 month intervals. I'm still working out; Thursday with the trainer was fun but hard. I had her dying laughing and she had me dying working. We had fun, the session was supposed to be 45 minutes it lasted 2 hrs. She told me that her managers were speaking sideways about her working out with me so long but eh oh well it's because of her I finally decided to sign up and get a trainer! So I got all of my measurements done and this coming week probably Wednesday I'll meet with a trainer. I think my trainer is going to be the brother of the Denver Bronco's kicker forgot his first name but the last name is Prater. They came into my job and he saw my training journal and asked who my trainer was, when I said I hadn't chosen one yet he's like I'm going to be your trainer most likely. Then his mother and brother scared the hekk out of me saying how he trains hard. AHAHAHAHAHAH. Okay it's time to take these rug rats and my mommy to church, I feel bad for them because I forgot vital pieces to their outfits LOL I told yall I am no fashionista. From head to ankles they look okay but their feet look a bit rough, with the crocs. I hate crocs. Oh well the Lord says come as you are!
fitness stats:
Body fat%: 22.2%
Weight: 125 lbs
Neck: 14 in
Chest: 25.5 in
Shoulders: 39.5
Waist: 30.5
Hips: 35
Bicep R: 11
Bicep L: 11
Thigh R: 20
Thigh L: 19.5
Calf R: 13
Calf L: 13
9.08.2008
I Hurt :(
Like I promised myself I went to the gym and actually worked out. I met with a personal trainer and explained some of the things that were important to me.
I want to be the bomb diggity basically...he asked me how serious I was about committing to this goal on a scale of 1-10 and I said a 15! Shoot I danced through out high-school and I was on the marching band I can take it. NOT I am in PAIN, and we only did a 30 minute work out. Squats, lunges, I don't even know all the technical names I just know that my body was all extra shaky and I couldn't even bring myself to drive at 70 mph cars were passing me. I'm a speeder I don't do below 70 on a highway. Than I couldn't bring myself to take my things out of the car, going up the stairs was painful I felt like I was learning to walk again. What happens if I choose him as my trainer?? AHHHH but the sick thing about it is, I can't WAIT to go back. lol
*Cardio, my number 1 priority is making sure my heart is in tip top shape.
*Gaining muscle mass- I weigh about 122 lbs, I wouldn't mind weighing in at 135 lbs if it was muscle and placed in the right places
* Toning...I want to reduce these humungous boobies (I think that hurt his feelings/ the look on his face was priceless a girl that wants to gain weight and lose boobs lol) abs of course, thighs, back, arms etc.
I want to be the bomb diggity basically...he asked me how serious I was about committing to this goal on a scale of 1-10 and I said a 15! Shoot I danced through out high-school and I was on the marching band I can take it. NOT I am in PAIN, and we only did a 30 minute work out. Squats, lunges, I don't even know all the technical names I just know that my body was all extra shaky and I couldn't even bring myself to drive at 70 mph cars were passing me. I'm a speeder I don't do below 70 on a highway. Than I couldn't bring myself to take my things out of the car, going up the stairs was painful I felt like I was learning to walk again. What happens if I choose him as my trainer?? AHHHH but the sick thing about it is, I can't WAIT to go back. lolI'll try to update monthly. Pray for me y'all!!!
-DiVA 0ut ... home work is calling.
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