We are down to 13 days!!! Whoot whoot! And although I have not lost any significant weight in preparation for the inevitable bikini wardrobe, I am however determined to be at least a few shades tanner than my usual transparent coloring. :) I'm also determined to run at least a mile every day. But there's not much time left, and my work schedule isn't making it any easier... Spokompton this week, and Portland next week. I even have to go into work today! But only after I get 9 holes in... :) Golf is a workout, right?
Past blog updates:
I quit that weird gym and unfriended the owner on facebook. Juvenile, yes, but I wasn't OK with the facebook stalking, so I deleted him. He called me on Friday asking me about it too, using a blocked number so I wouldn't know it was him... Can you say creepy? Needless to say, I will never answer another blocked number... So I told him I wasn't happy and I didn't appreciate the facebook comments, and he gave me the guilt trip about being committed and how I'm giving up... blah blah blah. It didn't phase me. I didn't tell him he was creepy and made me feel uncomfortable, but I should have... He also tried to accuse me of avoiding payment, saying my account was declined. I called my bank and nothing was wrong. His system is just screwed up. Ugh, so glad I'm done with that.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Rest in Peace: Tinker
As I am house/cat sitting, my worst fear is that one of the cats would die on my watch. Well, it looks like my fears have become reality... Tinker, the 15 year old, skin and bone, black cat I've been taking care of has crawled away to a safe place somewhere and passed away. She was acting funny Wednesday morning - her back legs weren't working very well - and I haven't seen her since. Usually if she stays out all night she's on the back porch in the morning ready for breakfast. Not so much this time... It breaks my heart to think she probably suffered as she died, but there's nothing I can do about it, and I probably won't find her to confirm her passing either.
And I don't even have a picture of her. :(
So Rest in Peace dear Tinker. You will be missed.
And I don't even have a picture of her. :(
So Rest in Peace dear Tinker. You will be missed.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Gym woes
1. The owner/personal trainer facebook stalks me. If I post something about, oh I don't know, chocolate pasta, he'll write a comment about how I'm not supposed to eat it, and to help him help me blah, blah, blah. I shouldn't have to censor my facebook for fear that he'll write a stupid comment. If I want to eat and post about chocolate pasta, I'm damn well gonna do it!
2. He brings his dog to the gym. Now this wasn't such a big deal at first, but now it's really annoying. I'd rather not have to fight the dog for floor space when I'm doing situps, or stop him from licking the sweat or lotion off my legs. It's just gross.
3. About 75% of his clients are hispanic. Now before you go saying, "Geez, Steph. Way to be racist," let me just say that I am not racist in the slightest, but I do feel uncomfortable when all the conversations going on around me are in Spanish, and I'm the only one that's left in the dark.
4. His equipment sucks!
5. He has clear favorites. And if you're there at the same time as one of his favorites, you're pretty much ignored the whole time. I'm paying him just as much as they are, so I expect equal treatment.
6. He must not understand the concept of personal space. I have a bubble. Please do not violate that bubble. And please do not hug me when I'm all gross and sweaty.
7. He give me the guilt trip when I don't let him know if I'm coming or not. I can understand it if I had a set appointment where it was just me doing some one on one training, but it's not! He should not be the first person I need to call if my car breaks down, or if I get sick. I've seen some of his clients get REALLY obsessed about their workouts with him, and he IS the first person they call if their car breaks down. I am not that person, and refuse to be.
8. Often times I feel rushed to get to the gym. Sometimes I work late and can't get to the gym until close to 5. He has 2 kickboxing classes from 5:30-7:30 and he closes right after. I'm not a classes kind of person, so I refuse to do his class, so if I'm not at the gym by 4:30 at the latest, I'm not going to go. That's just how it is. I'll go for a run with the dog instead. But then we get back to point #7, and it's just a vicious cycle.
Anyway, I'm just kinda done with this gym. I'm at the point where I'm going to tell him it's just not working out for me, suck up the fact that I signed up for a 6 month contract, eat my losses and go back to the YMCA. Then delete him from my facebook....
Monday, August 2, 2010
Friends, friends, and more friends
It's been a long couple of weeks. I've had some good times, some not so good times, and many a house guest (some more welcome than others). All in all, however, a good July 2010.
Along with a great 4th of July with wonderful friends, days of sunbathing to prepare for the much anticipated Caribbean sun, and a creative streak that found two pieces of furniture repainted and looking fantastic, two weekends ago I had a few houseguests, and then some... It was a rough weekend for me, so I won't hash out the ugly details, I'll just say that I was more than a little cranky and bitchy and they weren't too happy about my voicing my opinions of their disrepectful behaviors. Ugh, it was just a long, frustrating weekend. Glad we all made it out in one piece - well mostly anyway...
That same weekend, I hurt my shoulder doing a fancy push up at the gym. Stupid me trying to do more than I know I can... I felt it pop and something move inside, and then searing pain. It's been pretty constantly achy ever since, so I've tried to take it easy, but sometimes that just doesn't happen. You know when you turn your head too quickly sometimes and you get that jolting pain? Well, that's what the shoulder does too. I might rotate it freely one minute, then be on the floor in pain the next from a simple handshake. It's really starting to piss me off... As is my personal trainer, but that's a story left for another day.
Anyway, to continue with my string of visitors, this last week I got a visit from two fantastic college friends, Sarah and Harmony. Sarah was on her way to Wisconsin and Harmony was on her way to Portland, so we all met up in good old Walla Walla for some spaghetti and tasty beverages. It was so great to get together with both of them. There was way more catching up to do than there was time, but it was a much needed visit for all of us.
Then I left for Portland for the weekend. Killed a few birds with one trip (i.e. no sales tax), but it was mainly to celebrate a friend getting married.
But first, one of the referenced "birds" was to continue the Harmony/Stephanie pow wow we'd started in WW, and to finally go sailing. Harmony and her now fiance, Jeff, purchased a sailboat about 2 years ago and this weekend was the first time I'd been able to partake in the awesomeness that is sailing. I just have to say, I think I was meant to sail. I LOVE it!! In a matter of hours, I mastered the art of tacking/jibing, the bowline knot (which I actually retaught to Harmony), the different locations of the sails, etc. It was awesome. Now I just need a boat of my own. So now it's a pilot's license and a sailboat.... I choose expensive hobbies.
Anyway, on Saturday Harmony accompanied me to my friend, Geoffrey's wedding reception in Washugal. She agreed to be my "plus one" since I didn't really know anyone there. And since she kept introducing herself as my "plus one" we got quite a few people wondering whether we were "together." Anyway, it was more an all night campout/party, so we set up the tent then headed for the dance floor to get the party started. We also played horseshoes and a little beer pong, found a swingset and made some new friends. I think we finally crawled into bed around 3:30am. It was great. Then I drove the 4 hours home on 4 hours of sleep... not so great.
On the way home, though, I ran across the Washington Stonehenge! I'd heard about it from a few people, but had never driven home from Portland on the WA side of the river (I might actually prefer it to I-84). So when I saw the sign for it, of course I had to stop. Pretty awesome...
And now I'm back home. Not quite caught up on the sleep side of things, but I'm sure I'll be replenished in time for the Seattle adventure I have planned for this coming weekend. :) Bring on the Cook family therapy!
Toodles,
S
Along with a great 4th of July with wonderful friends, days of sunbathing to prepare for the much anticipated Caribbean sun, and a creative streak that found two pieces of furniture repainted and looking fantastic, two weekends ago I had a few houseguests, and then some... It was a rough weekend for me, so I won't hash out the ugly details, I'll just say that I was more than a little cranky and bitchy and they weren't too happy about my voicing my opinions of their disrepectful behaviors. Ugh, it was just a long, frustrating weekend. Glad we all made it out in one piece - well mostly anyway...
That same weekend, I hurt my shoulder doing a fancy push up at the gym. Stupid me trying to do more than I know I can... I felt it pop and something move inside, and then searing pain. It's been pretty constantly achy ever since, so I've tried to take it easy, but sometimes that just doesn't happen. You know when you turn your head too quickly sometimes and you get that jolting pain? Well, that's what the shoulder does too. I might rotate it freely one minute, then be on the floor in pain the next from a simple handshake. It's really starting to piss me off... As is my personal trainer, but that's a story left for another day.
Anyway, to continue with my string of visitors, this last week I got a visit from two fantastic college friends, Sarah and Harmony. Sarah was on her way to Wisconsin and Harmony was on her way to Portland, so we all met up in good old Walla Walla for some spaghetti and tasty beverages. It was so great to get together with both of them. There was way more catching up to do than there was time, but it was a much needed visit for all of us.
Then I left for Portland for the weekend. Killed a few birds with one trip (i.e. no sales tax), but it was mainly to celebrate a friend getting married.
But first, one of the referenced "birds" was to continue the Harmony/Stephanie pow wow we'd started in WW, and to finally go sailing. Harmony and her now fiance, Jeff, purchased a sailboat about 2 years ago and this weekend was the first time I'd been able to partake in the awesomeness that is sailing. I just have to say, I think I was meant to sail. I LOVE it!! In a matter of hours, I mastered the art of tacking/jibing, the bowline knot (which I actually retaught to Harmony), the different locations of the sails, etc. It was awesome. Now I just need a boat of my own. So now it's a pilot's license and a sailboat.... I choose expensive hobbies.
Anyway, on Saturday Harmony accompanied me to my friend, Geoffrey's wedding reception in Washugal. She agreed to be my "plus one" since I didn't really know anyone there. And since she kept introducing herself as my "plus one" we got quite a few people wondering whether we were "together." Anyway, it was more an all night campout/party, so we set up the tent then headed for the dance floor to get the party started. We also played horseshoes and a little beer pong, found a swingset and made some new friends. I think we finally crawled into bed around 3:30am. It was great. Then I drove the 4 hours home on 4 hours of sleep... not so great.
And now I'm back home. Not quite caught up on the sleep side of things, but I'm sure I'll be replenished in time for the Seattle adventure I have planned for this coming weekend. :) Bring on the Cook family therapy!
Toodles,
S
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