A positive feeling is a good thing. Today, after an ENTIRE weekend off from work, I’m feeling very good.
This past week (2 weeks really) were bad because I was on pager patrol and putting in boocoo hours. Even though, I tried on some Capri pants at the second hand store and realized that, when I’m in a bad mood I totally believe that I look like a hippo. Mirrors are not your friend… especially when you are tired. I got totally disgusted and left. Maybe next year I will be willing to buy a couple pairs of second hand Capri pants… this year I will stick to jeans and khakis.
BUT…
I have run several times in the last week… and I did weights on Thursday. Yesterday we walked to HEB for koolaid and jelly and chewy bars. Today we walked to next to walmart for small one’s orthodontist appointment. Yesterday afternoon I swam. This afternoon the kids and I walked down again to swim. Swimming always makes me feel good and it always tires me out a lot.
Squirrel got a sun tan. MPOG got a burn on his neck (he swims in his t-shirt). I got a bit red where my tank top didn’t cover and where my swimsuit didn’t cover.
Swimming made me feel even better. The LAST last swimming suit I bought (not the newest one… it has big blue flowers and a skirt… but the one before that) fits again and doesn’t make me look massive. Maybe I don’t look like I used Jenny to loose lots of weight so I want to parade around in a little suit, but I feel like I don’t match shamu when I swim and my splash wouldn’t drench the first 10 rows.
Tomorrow, it is back to realiity. I want to get up and run (and I feel like I probably will) and maybe workout at lunch time.
A Figment Of Fitness 