My workout diary. This is pretty much for me and not anyone else.
Day 38: My sister came over and my stomach rebelled. These events are not related, but both kept me from working out.
Day 39: I did not take an Airborne, which was what seemed to have caused my “issues.” I came home from work and knocked off some serious yoga. By serious, I mean that some of my muscles hurt. Yay, pain.
Day 40: I have no excuse except laziness. I hope this isn’t the beginning of the end. Wife said she’d make me go to the fitness center tomorrow, so there’s that.
Day 41-44: I have a freaking cold, a bad one. No working out. On the plus side, when I had to hover-pee at a public toilet, my thighs were up to the task, and I didn’t have to hold the walls for balance.
Day 45: Inspired by my ability to hover-pee using only the power of my thighs, and because I’m feeling a lot better after two days of sleep, I pushed myself at P&F today. I feel great. Wife said my ass was getting firmer. I mentioned that my hamhocks made it look like my ass was really long instead of round. She objected to me naming my fat deposits, so I shook my jelly roll at her and took a shower. Yeah. Married conversations are weird.
Day 46: I snuggled under the covers and worked on revisions. I forgot to get up. I did, however, try a Slim Fast. It’s a chocolate shake with vitamins. It tastes okay, but it did not fill me up. I followed up with chips and hummus, and some popcorn.
Day 47: I weighed in at a half pound less. Was it the Slim Fast? I don’t know, but the gas is not worth the hassle. They didn’t start until later in the day. I have a slow digestive system, and I didn’t eat anything else out of the ordinary today, so it had to be the Slim Fast. Anyway, I went to P&F, did aerobic and some leg weight thingies. My thighs can squeeze 30 lbs. Tomorrow is a snow day, so I have plans to whip out the bellydancing DVD.