Shocking!

There are no words for my lack of writing except Wednesday was the first night in a month and a half that I slept thru the night and Tuesday was the first morning that I went for a run in a month and a half. One was cause for celebration, the other, for taking half a bottle of Aleve. More celebration on Thursday when I did my first 5k run...in 31:38! Believe me, I'm just as shocked as you are. Especially when reviewing the run (I use the Nike+ app and highly recommend it...so far) and discovering that I did one of my miles in 9:25. *insert jaw drop here*

Now let's review. I started out in February with the Couch to 5k program and actually managed to finish it the same week that I delved into the craziness that is my new position. Between hirings and trainings and meetings and more hirings, the only exercise I've gotten regularly is taking the stairs daily because I've forgotten, for the umpteenth time, to give something to my boss. That's right, my ineptitude has helped my fitness.

Also take into consideration that I've added pizza back into my diet (so much so that the pizza place knows who I am just by our order) and the only lettuce I've been buying is for Bubbles the guinea pig, you would think my running ability would be significantly impaired; and for my first run, you'd be absolutely right. Not only did that Tuesday run leave me practically crippled, oxygen deprived and just generally sore, I was also very very slow. I think I was lapped by a grandma in a rocking chair.

So to go from that to two days later busting out a personal best was a shock. I may or may not have done a double take. Let's face it-this

is not exactly synonymous with speed. Or fashionista. Or anything that requires color coordination.

On the other hand, if purple leopard print leggings don't say "dedicated runner," then I don't know what would. (I double dog dare someone to find an article of clothing with the words "dedicated" and "runner" printed on them. There will be a reward).

Oh and I'm down three pounds from my last Biggest Loser Challenge weigh in. 130s here I come!

Picture show!

Since I've been desperately struggling to catch up with posting, I thought I'd do a photo montage (insert StrongBad Email music here) to get me back on track.

My anniversary meal from Hula's Mongolian BBQ (which I feasted  upon for 3 days)

My first attempt at Veggie Pizza (mid-bake)

Finished product...more like a blob, a tasty tasty blob

The cupcakes I made for my Motivation Day at work. They even have frosting!

AND sprinkles!

Last night's dinner (and today's dinner and tomorrow's lunch, have I mentioned I heart leftovers??)

So that's what I've been up to. Husband is away again, so I decided I need a hobby. A cheap one. That I can do at home. Naked if I so choose (and I just might, so I highly suggest never stopping by unannounced). I spun the wheel of indecision and landed on working out. I then took a shot of tequila, spun the wheel again and still landed on working out. 

Now, not only do I have to count those empty calories from that friggin' tequila, I also need to find the motivation to get in shape. Enter Binky, who just recently completed her first 10k. She doesn't know it (and I have no idea if she reads my blog or not, which really isn't an issue since we happen to share a brain), but she's has totally inspired me to start running again. I'm currently doing a program called Couch to 5k (or recliner in my case since my couch has a tendency to eat me) and today have started cross training with one of Jillian Michaels' dvds, 30 Day Shred, or as I like to refer to it, That one dvd where the girls demonstrating the moves aren't even breaking a sweat but there's not a dry spot on my body. 

So that's my newest adventure. Further delving into my inner glutton for punishment. But since Husband bought me smokin' hot sweats from Underarmour for my birthday/anniversary, at least I'll look good while doing it. (And thanks Binky for being the bestest bestie a girl could ask for)