First, I got to sleep pretty late last night since I was so jazzed about Jillian Michaels. (Who says jazzed?! Me. Okay.) Second, I woke up at 4:30 a.m. (A.M.!) to head to Farrell's.
And, I'm so glad I did. It felt good to be back getting my butt kicked. I feel like I'm in decent shape since I was able to run eight miles with little problem, but I always forget how running takes different muscles than kickboxing and plyometrics. It turns out that I have lost all of my strength -- every single ounce is gone.
I may be able to run forever, but I have zero muscle.
I need to get that back. I may amend my workout schedule to include resistance training as well: I'm going tomorrow for upper body for sure.
|Lookin' super hot at 5:45 a.m. after a super-sweaty |
workout. Be jealous, y'all: be jealous.
At least I'm on Blogger instead of Amazon.
I kid, I kid.
Aside from working out this morning and then working all day, I didn't do a whole lot: I wrote about Jillian Michaels (will post tomorrow morning -- get excited), did dishes, and cooked dinner. I'm pretty sure that I'll be asleep by about 8:30.
And, that'll be good. Tomorrow, I'm waking up super early to workout, then teaching all day, and then heading out for another two-miler with the dude that made me almost die last week. It'll be a good workout, that's for sure.
I think this is a horrible picture, but Instagram didn't seem to think so: everyone loved it. For breakfast this morning, I had two eggs scrambled with jalapeno and mushroom, one link of chicken sausage, and a small avocado.
For lunch I had leftover Shrimp Fried Rice along with an apple that I cut with the jalapeno knife -- mmm, spicy! (I know it's weird, but I really like when the apple gets a bit of a kick to it, too.)
I also didn't eat all of the leftovers, so I ate a Larabar around 4:00 to tide me over until dinner.
Dinner tonight was Buffalo-Ranch Chicken Meatballs with a side of sauteed asparagus. YUM.
I don't know how she got 20 meatballs, though, because my pound of ground chicken only made ten. Hers must've been tiny.
The sauce had great flavor and was pretty darn spicy. (I used Frank's Hot Sauce -- not the buffalo sauce but rather just the original hot sauce.)
I highly recommend giving it a go. It was delicious, pretty inexpensive, and very easy.
Well friends, I apologize if this post is all over the place. I just tried to proofread and realized I said the same thing in 18 different places. Hopefully I caught all of my craziness before hitting publish.
Ah, allergy meds: you're a good time.