Yoga Pants Life

Sup, y’all? This is probably the most I have blogged. EVER. I think I’m on 6 posts in 2 weeks and while it’s all boring and none of it is ground-breaking, I THINK I DESERVE A GOLD STAR. AND A UNICORN. AND A FARM FULL OF KITTENS. Because I could barely get a post per month out before. Even then it was the same ‘OMG, it’s been forever since I posted – here’s a mish-mash of my life and some pictures of my cats!!!’

Who doesn’t want to see these smushy wittle muffin faces?! And yes, this is probably my favorite picture of Tucker and Baxter.

I feel like I need to make more time to write daily because I feel like I’m getting to the point where I need some serious accountability with my food and workouts. In my head, I think I’m eating healthy 85% of the time. But, in reality, it’s probably more like 60%. I need to take it back to the Healthy Living Blog heyday ( I miss those days…I still follow a lot of the bloggers I followed way back when) where people posted every meal and workout. Sure, I could do it on Instagram, but I usually want to slice those people, so I’m not going to subject my friends to that (I don’t force anyone to read here, so you get what you get.) Plus, I’m not sure I’m ready to tell the world, in real time, ‘hey, I just downed half a bag of chili cheese Fritos’ (I blame shark week for today’s incident.) 

I don’t have any binge-eating issues, but I think I just eat the wrong kind of stuff too frequently. I like fruit and I LOVE most veggies, but if given the choice between a kale salad or a meatball sandwich, I will choose the sandwich 96.48% of the time. An apple or a slice of bundt cake? You bet your ass I’m going with the cake. I have ZERO intention of giving this stuff up all together, but all the handfuls here and bites there coupled with too many lunches out are keeping me firmly in size 10/12 pants (again, nothing wrong with those sizes whatsoever, but I’m definitely a bit round for my height and build and getting the extra weight off will help me cross the finish line faster.)

The empty bag doesn’t lie, bro. Neither do my pants.

Anyway, week 3 of training was, well, okay.  I didn’t have the greatest long run and I’m still slacking in the cross-training area, but I’m doing a million times better than I was at this time last year, so there’s that.  I keep saying it, but I need to figure out the long run/cross training/fueling situation.  But my short runs are feeling pretty easy-breezy and I can tell I’m much faster than I was before.

Monday: 3 mile run after work

Tuesday: 3 mile run at lunch

Wednesday: rest/walk – I got 10k steps in, but had a draining doctor appointment in the evening and couldn’t bring myself to run

Thursday: Swam at lunch (20-ish laps?) and ran 3 miles after work. It was supposed to be 6, but I was tired from the swim. I was also sunburned and my bladder wasn’t cooperating. Lesson learned – keep runs short on double workout days.

Friday: Rest/walk – I only got 7k steps in

Saturday: 8 mile run

Sunday: Rest/lazy AF (and had a mini Vanderpump Rules marathon…yeah, I judge myself)

Total for the week: 17 miles…um…what? How the eff did that happen? Uh…that’s not good. At all. Also, 1 swim. UGH!

I have 25 miles of running and 2 swim workouts scheduled this week. I hope I can keep it up…and my apologies if this blog becomes one big, sad food diary. But seriously, I CAN’T keep doing this to myself and deep down, I know that if I really, truly want to improve, I have to get a handle on this stuff.

On to week 4, bitches!