…And I’m starting October with a hoop challenge to get back into the swish of things. I’ve been feeling kinda funky lately and I’m wanting to reignite the basics. I’ve got some other stuff brewin’ too, but I’ll tell you about all that later.
I made these tonight for a quick tart dessert with a kick. Twas nommy. My roomie agreed. And believe it or not….this came after the part of the evening where I was laying on the floor looking at the world upside down and being silly-drunk. Anywho. The jist of how I made ‘em:
Coconut Rum Smoothies
A cup of frozen fruit. (In this case I used a mix with strawberries, mangos, peaches and pineapple.)
Aproximately 3oz coconut rum.
6 ice cubes
Guava Pineapple juice
A shot of lemon juice
Pinch of sea salt
1tbs Stevia in the Raw
I feel like I was super active today…but I was really just productive and then was on my feet at the grocery stores (yes plural) for most of my day….then I cleaned a fridge that was so grimy I considered a Hazmat suit going in. I’m even too wiped out to restart the hoop challenge. Gunna ease into this new routine. I’m packing a lot into a day. Gunna keep trying to squeeze it all in…but I’m not going to force everything right at the beginning. Better it works in slow and lasts than gets burned out before it’s begun.
I have been super busy lately. I got sick and dropped the ball on my hoop challenge (which I plan to resume here shortly), then along the way had a birthday, celebrated my brother’s birthday with him, and most recently, moved to my new apartment. Things have been hectic and so I have not been paying as much attention to my weight loss goals, activity levels and such. However….tonight, on a whim, I stepped on the scale to discover that I hit my first goal. 245lbs is my first mile stone. I never even got around to setting my rewards.
Suggestions for what to do to celebrate?
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Well…My physical activity for the day was power loading our pick-up and bringing a metric FUCKTON of stuff back with us from Midland. Seriously…Mom and I packed that thing in just over an hour and considering how much stuff we hauled, that’s beyond amazing. I was the youth of the outfit so I lifted, lugged, toted, shifted, crawled, climbed, reached, hopped, and wedged. I’m a walking bruise. Then I drove most of the way home. I’m stiff, soar and exhausted. I’m afraid I won’t be hooping today so I’ll be restarting the counter on my hoop challenge tomorrow, which I am disappointed about but I just don’t have the bandwidth to even try tonight. I feel so brittle I could shatter.
Tomorrow. after We’ve unloaded the truck….Yoga, lots of water, refreshing my hoop challenge, and probably steaming my lungs with the vaporizer to get some 5 pounds of silt and soot out of me. Oh yeah, in case I forgot…I hate the dessert. ooh…I’m adding a “long, warm, detoxifying and rejuvenating soak in a bath” to my list for tomorrow.
Also…do you have any idea how impossible it is to keep to any strict eating goals when you’re at the mercy of a family that considers grease a food group and keeps an utterly different eating schedule as you? I feel like I could cleanse and fast for a month and still feel like I had sludge for blood. I made the best decisions I was able to given the circumstances…but I have a lot of maintenance to do to feel human again.
I’m sure I’ve gained like 8 pounds in two days just from the stress and awkward schedule of it all….then all the extra “lesser evil” calories. I’m not gunna worry about it too much right now. I’ll deal with my cruddy self and the mean ol’ scale later. For now…COMA.
I’m in Midland and it’s felt like a day long asthma attack. I’ve been wheezing and croaking and sniffing today as I toated, hauled and sorted through my grandmother’s garage in all the dust. I feel a bit like I’ve copped out but my breathing is saying no to anything more strenuous than curling up with tea next to the vaporizer and wishing I was dead. I did a few revolutions with the hoop though to keep the promise but definately didn’t meet my goal. It’s been a looooong day. I’m gunna go die now. Kthxbai flop
I hurt….but I had a new lease on flow with my regular hoop after having been hooping with the heavy water hoop. My core….4 days in and wow already. Muscles are firming back up. I used to have scary firm abs (even though you couldn’t tell unless you watched me use them or placed your hand on my stomach and felt me clench since they were covered in a thick layer of belly fat)
Any who…the real challenge begins tomorrow. Taking my hoop with me to West Texas. It’s difficult to maintain a routine when away from home, but I’m also concerned about breathing. I always have trouble with my asthma in the dry dusty air in Midland. >.<
Taking my collapsible and gunna give it my best go at any rate.
When I get back from this trip I want to start reincorporating Yoga into my routine. It was always so helpful…and I feel really stiff and sore.