Month: August 2010

Date Night x 3????

OMG I may end up going on 3 different dates with 3 different guys this weekend!!!

I haven’t been on a date since October!

Bachelor #1: 27, funny, works in auto-racing and orginally from New Hampshire (okcupid)

Bachelor #2: 23, sweet, just graduated college in May and thinks I’m just the cat’s meow (okcupid)

Bachelor #3: 36, english professor with a phd, funny and smart (met out last weekend)

Umm could they be any different.

I may tell the professor I can’t do this weekend since he asked last, 3 dates is A LOT. I DON’T HAVE 3 DATE OUTFITS!!!! I need to go shopping – gah!

Plus my okcupid mailbox still has a bunch of prospects for the future.

I swear I’m not complaining – I’m just having a panic attack of excitement!

Pain the the ass…literally

Ok so TODAY my butt is a bit sore from spin, but not terrible…just enough to remind me of my awesome workout yesterday. Plus the instructors told me this would be good cross training coupled with my running/half marathon training.

P.S. if you didn’t read this post from yesterday about my life lately you should because I’m sure I’ll be referencing it a lot in the next few days!

Spin

I LOOOOOOVED spin class. I got there early and talked with one of the insturctors who was super nice. She got me situated and chatted while the class filled up. I got a bike in the front row right under a vent. It was a RPM type class and there was 2 instructors. The girl did the first half and the guy did the second. The guy was CRAZY AWESOME. I’ve seen him at the gym tons of times and he was so motivating and high energy. 

I found I really liked when we were were “climbing” and I wasn’t sitting. Yes I knew the bike would make you sore, but people always say oh your ass/butt will hurt…UMMM NO. My VA-JAY JAY hurts thankyouverymuch. 

The class ended before I knew it – it really flew by and I was SOAKING wet. I talked to both instructors after and the guy told me I did a great job. They both encouraged me to come back and I totally am going to!

I’m so glad I tried it. Never in a million years would I have thought I would ever go to a spin class and then freakin LIKE IT.

P.S. at the gym a some new “eye candy.” He was not only tall and cute but he has my ideal guy body type. He looked strong without being too muscular, broad shoulders and ARMS that were stretching his tshirt to it’s limits. I almost fell off the treadmill staring at him – it was so hard for me to go upstairs to spin because I was enjoying my view! Maybe I’ll talk to him one day…why not (I think I’m adapting “why not” as a new life mantra).

Life’s a roller coaster and I am not strapped in…

 The past week or so has consisted of this:

  • I did not get a job offer I (thought) I wanted
  • I made a rash decision and joined okcupid
  • I met a guy the old fashioned way
  • I am signing up for my ½ marathon on 10/3

I love my current job. I do, but living so far from my loved ones has taken a toll on me and I miss city life. So I have been job searching. I actually had two interviews in NY while I was home. After my first interview I withdrew as a candidate – I COULD NOT see myself working there. My second interview had a lot going for it. More money, great location, great job perks (like a free 2 bedroom apartment), new and challenging job responsibilities. For lots of reasons I didn’t let myself think about the parts of the job that would be problematic. Well I was supposed to hear about that job last Friday. I didn’t hear from them and assumed the worst. I also hated NOT KNOWING. I had a lot of things I was putting on hold until I knew if I was staying or leaving. I have a feeling if I got the job I would have taken in it, but in hindsight it’s for the best I’m not leaving. I have a lot of unfinished business here. On Monday I got the call that I didn’t get the job. It stung – I mean nobody likes rejection, but I got up, dusted myself off and look forward to the future.

Back to Friday after I didn’t hear about the job. I made the rash decision to join okcupid. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY. I had not even been considering doing so, but some flash of rage? brilliance?I don’t exactly know made me do it. I guess if I’m gonna be here for another couple of months, I may as well make the most of it and have fun. Well let me tell you I am apparently a hot commodity – I guess it doesn’t hurt that I’m 35 pounds svelter than I used to be. Two guys thus far have really piqued my interest and I actually have a date with one of them on Friday – good for him for cutting to the chase. Why talk to someone for weeks, just to go out and be like “ummm…no.” So we shall see. He’s from the Northeast too…typical. I ALWAYS find the transplants down here to date. Regardless of how anything turns out – it’s been a good self esteem boost.

So Saturday I once again did my monthly closet purge and rediscovered quite a few items of clothing. What I am MOST excited about is my SEAT BELT – BELT that I bought my FRESHMEN YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL. We’re talking 1997. Well the belt fits better than it ever has and it’s flippin’ awesome. So Saturday night I was judging a talent show on campus and wore cute new (well new to me because they fit) jeans, my seat belt-belt, and just look cute over all. During the talent show I get a text from one of my friends in my improv group inviting me for drinks. I tell her sure and I’ll meet her after the talent show. Well I get to the bar and my friend is at a table with like 10 people. 10 people all with ph.Ds. I should mention my friend is an english professor at the college we work at and she’s out with like the english/theatre department because they all went to some coworkers wedding earlier. The guy sitting next to my friend moved down one so I can sit next to her since I don’t know anyone else. My gosh I was scared of trying to keep up with their ph.D. level conversations (I only have a lowly masters degree). Turns out my fantastic conversational skills and overall intelligence kept me in the loop. Oh and also a number of the people have seen me perform in my improv group and thought I was funny which never hurts. ANYWAY. I end up talking most of the night with the guy who gave me his chair. He is a nerdy-hipster-geek-chic english professor who is SO NOT MY TYPE, but I was intrigued nonetheless. Good conversations. I  should also mention most of the table was HAMMERED at this time which was entertaining. I only had 2 glasses of wine (they mind you had been there for a while and drank at a wedding). We all parted ways and I went home and of course looked him up on facebook, but I RESTRAINED myself. Well turns out the next day he friends me and we’ve been messaging a bit. So we shall see.

So now knowing that I’m not moving anytime soon. I am signing up for the Divas Half marathon on 10/3. I am so pumped!!! The weather on Long Island in October should be brisk and lovely – I can’t wait. I’m also glad I’m not moving because I was afraid all the chaos that comes with moving hundreds of miles would derail my running/weight loss. I’m excited to keep up with my routine and stay focused.

I gotta jet…I’m off to my FIRST SPIN CLASS EVER (I’m scared and excited)!!!

Aunt Flow JUST rolled into town…like 4 days early. Hence my WIW – thanks for all the love everyone.

I swear running has changed my insides – my period schedule and bathroom habits are all out of whack. ORRRRR maybe they are “in whack” (?) for the first time ever since I’m the healthiest I’ve maybe EVER been.

Also I’m still tweaking yesterdays blog post re-creation…it’s chock full!

#Fail

After making the same thing for breakfast for like 3 months you would think I would have a handle on on it. You thought wrong.

I forgot to mix in greek yogurt with my steel cut oats and berries. I looked at it for a while when I got to work and it took a minute to figure out what was wrong.

I even JUST bought 2 huge “vats” of Fage this week.

Disappointing.

Even more disappointing my WIW

  • Last week: 189.6
  • This week 188.8 (I was at 186.6 on Monday)

It’s a loss from week to week, but I’m annoyed it’s a gain from Monday. Monday could have been a fluke or it could be that I didn’t go “potty” this morning. I still feel great and I know numbers aren’t everything.

I just wrote a REALLY awesome blog post and freaking tumblr lost it or ate it or something. Re-creating a post is never as good as the original. ARGH!

Stay tuned…

I saw this picture a few days on tumblr and LOVED it. I’ve been waiting for the right time to post it and today is the day. I want to give @EnoughFluff  a shout out for all of her hard work. I actually was just on your blog yesterday looking at your amazing stats and to see you being sad in my dash today made me hurt for you.

I wish all the hard work we put in made stretch marks go away, or rid us of jiggly skin and cellulite,  or magically give us self-confidence, but on our journey we should all hope to become the best versions of ourselves. All of our battle scars make us authentic, they make us, us.

I dedicate this song to all of you: Beautiful