I am full of endorphins!
Janna - in the shower. Me - on the computer. Both of us - sweaty from the gym. Running next to her and without a distraction of a teevee (ESPN basketball? Why?) I ran a personal-probably-best of:
all at 3.0 incline
0-5 mins 6.0 mph, 5-10 6.2
10-15 6.5, 15-20 6.7
20-25 7.0, 25-27.5 7.2, 27.5 - 30 7.5
and I nearly died but made it while hyperventilating!
Skipped the chocolate festival. Did have mocha at Northside Social. Did notice the magazine rack is full of my old Economists.
Went to A's awesome 80s party last night, pics on fb, in old-school gothy apparel. E's hubby was there in 80s goth boy attire too - swoon! Hit spelly afterwards and got more goth than usual, yay from me but a yawn from Janna who is a little more synth and stompy in her dancey tastes than I. I forgot to bring that redneck jug of bacardi, grr. On the other hand the party was a hilarious hit, with nostalgia galore in many fun flavors, 98% participation, and even living room dancing. Hoot!
So while whining about losing weight the scale hiccuped again and decided I lost 3-4 lbs. I did notice some ketosis ew (bad taste in my mouth along with the hungries). Janna noticed I looked to her like I lost some flub (or she's lying so I'll stop whining/posting) and I have many strength gains in my workout...so my frustration may, JUST MAY, have been silly. Now I'm trying to make sure I'm eating enough - I might not need to run the 4-5 days a week I'm not lifting weights. I also might need to see how my pants fit and admit that if a scale isn't accurate I'm better off watching the fat % part of the scale than the weight alone if I'm gaining some, if only a little, muscle.
Janna - in the shower. Me - on the computer. Both of us - sweaty from the gym. Running next to her and without a distraction of a teevee (ESPN basketball? Why?) I ran a personal-probably-best of:
all at 3.0 incline
0-5 mins 6.0 mph, 5-10 6.2
10-15 6.5, 15-20 6.7
20-25 7.0, 25-27.5 7.2, 27.5 - 30 7.5
and I nearly died but made it while hyperventilating!
Skipped the chocolate festival. Did have mocha at Northside Social. Did notice the magazine rack is full of my old Economists.
Went to A's awesome 80s party last night, pics on fb, in old-school gothy apparel. E's hubby was there in 80s goth boy attire too - swoon! Hit spelly afterwards and got more goth than usual, yay from me but a yawn from Janna who is a little more synth and stompy in her dancey tastes than I. I forgot to bring that redneck jug of bacardi, grr. On the other hand the party was a hilarious hit, with nostalgia galore in many fun flavors, 98% participation, and even living room dancing. Hoot!
So while whining about losing weight the scale hiccuped again and decided I lost 3-4 lbs. I did notice some ketosis ew (bad taste in my mouth along with the hungries). Janna noticed I looked to her like I lost some flub (or she's lying so I'll stop whining/posting) and I have many strength gains in my workout...so my frustration may, JUST MAY, have been silly. Now I'm trying to make sure I'm eating enough - I might not need to run the 4-5 days a week I'm not lifting weights. I also might need to see how my pants fit and admit that if a scale isn't accurate I'm better off watching the fat % part of the scale than the weight alone if I'm gaining some, if only a little, muscle.