Guess who’s back? Back again. Heather’s back, tell a friend. . . Okay, sorry. I’ve been in singing mode lately. . . ever since I started singing “I’ll tell ya what I want, what I really really want” at the hospital the other night.
For me, stress = scatter-brained. I feel like a chicken with it’s head chopped off. (Lovely visual, right? Sorry about that.) Well, the more scatter-brained I get, the more I sing random songs. And the more movie lines I quote. It’s as if my brain has given up trying to think and just relies on what’s already stored in there. . .
And once that starts happening, I lose track of time! Seriously, I’ll be getting ready for something, look at the clock and realize I’m early. Then, somehow, I end up being late! This has happened a lot the past 2 weeks. See? Scatter-brained headless chicken.
The past two weeks have been filled with 3 final projects and 3 final exams. I have learned something very important this semester: I dislike hate loathe despise abhor Financial Accounting. First off, me and math don’t hang out too often; we really don’t like each other. Second, add math into accounting principles, and make 2 people do a project designed for 5 people. . . I think we can all see how this is going. Bad cabbage.
Add in a family event (the ER and hospital were involved, but the docs handled it so well that there wasn’t really a scare) and some friend drama, and I was stressed. The past 2 weeks have been filled with studying (read: sitting on my bootay), writing (again, sitting on my bootay), and eating crap food (while sitting on my bootay). Oh, wow, my eating was terrible! If it had been Girl Scout season, I would gained 25 pounds. No joke.
As of last night, all of the projects are turned in, and all the tests are done. WHEW!! Glad that’s over!! And now it’s time to get back to business!
This morning’s workout was an hour of kickboxing (TKB style, of course!), and an hour of weight training (omg, my poor glutes and triceps hate me already!) with the lovely Megan. I am sweaty and sore and ready for more!!! 😉 Actually, I think I’m done for the day. That was a lot of work. hehehe Thank goodness for my Clif Margarita Bloks!
I’m not a breakfast-eater. Well, not when I first get up. I love breakfast food, just not at breakfast time. If I eat too soon after waking up, I get major tummy problems. I’ll cramp and feel sick to my stomach. Ew. So when I get to the gym at 8:20am, the only thing in my belly is tea. The milk and sugar help keep me sustained, but when I do back-to-back classes, I need something more. Hence the Margarita Bloks this morning. And, come on, who doesn’t like to have margaritas while they workout?! 😉
So I’m standing at the kitchen counter right now making scrambled egg whites, refried beans, turkey bacon, and spelt tortillas for “breakfast” burritos. It’s time to refuel and get on with the day!! (I know if I do’t refuel properly now, our LR tomorrow morning is going to suck. lol)
What’s your workout today?!
Breakfast anyone? What’s your favorite recovery breakfast?!
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