Whine with Cookies, the Dolphin Pose & Setbacks

Yo Mum's So Fat Mum Joke #3…“She irons her clothes on the driveway” [Send me your own jokes… I’ll keep posting these until we get two chubby Brittish teachers for our fitness challenge…]

Time for the midweek update…Jeez Louise, though, I'm not sure why I'm bothering. Is anyone out there? Am I the only chubbette? Am I the only one who has Yo mum's so fat jokes? Am I the only one struggling here? I'm not feelin' the love here…

OK enough of the whineroma… Let's suck in our abs and get an update…

Saturday & Sunday… Walked both days 2 to 2.5  miles each day. Went out to eat twice (bad). Made chocolate chip/pecan cookies to give to the tech guys at work. Ate some too (bad). Ate some again (not good–not the cookies, they were great.). Ate some more later (still bad).

Monday…

• Woke up and drank lots of coffee.
• Went into the garage for kickboxing
• Didn't scare the cat.
• Did a little kickboxing & yoga
• Went to Pilates Torture Time. Got there before Doomsday Becky, grabbed a spot in the back row, made Doomsday Becky go to the front row, by the teacher. 
• Wanted to make rabbit ears for Doomsday Becky since I was sitting directly behind her and there was a mirror in front of her. It would have been hilarious, but the teacher kept watching. 
• Tried to do the roll down on the floor and roll back up thingy. Not happenin' in my life time even if pigs do fly.

Tuesday…

• Woke up, drank coffee, went into the garage for kickboxing.
• Cat not in the garage. No one to scare.
• Did a little kickboxing and yoga.
• Getting good at singing "Tonight's Gonna Be A Good Night" by the Black Eyed Peas. 
• Went to work. Ate two pieces of Emergency Chocolate. 
• Went to yoga in the evening. Doomsday Becky took my spot in the back of the room.
• Missy Chrissy Pretzel made us do this dolphin thing with push ups. Who knew dolphins could be so mean?
• Missy Chrissy Pretzel semi-redeemed herself by including a Leon Russell song in her music repertoire. 
• No Eagle Pose practice this time, but did Eagle sit ups. Yeah, you try wrapping one foot around your ankle. At least I was already on the floor. No danger of falling down.

Obviously, didn't make much progress in the weight loss category probably had something to do with the eating out, the chocolate chip cookies and my lack of restraint.

I guess I'll be like Scarlett O'Hara and say, "After all, tomorrow is another day."



 

Carol: Giving Up, Fat Mum Jokes & My Weekly Update

OK, so I’ve given up.

No, silly. Not on this dieting/exercising hoopla, but trying to find two chubby Brits who want to participate in our fitness challenge.

Yes, it’s all rather disappointing. So, as promised, I‘ve now decided to start all my posts with a “Yo mums so fat…” joke.

Juvenile and immature, I know, but hey, I teach high school.

So here’s the first one…

“Yo mums so fat when she sits around the house, she actually sits AROUND the house.”

Now, now, I never said they were going to be good jokes.

Since I’ve got lots to do, here’s a speedy synposis on my week. I think I left on Tuesday…

Tuesday…

• Did the kickboxing thing in the garage.
• Refrained from pinning Doomsday Becky's photo on punching bag as previously threatened.
  
• Practiced a few Eagle poses.
• Fell over doing said Eagle poses.
• Went to yoga and commiserated with Missy Chrissy Pretzel about my intense dislike of drawing imaginary circles on the ceiling during Pilates Torture Time.
• Tried the Eagle pose again.
• Fell over again.
  
• Promised to suck it up and keep going with both the Eagle thing and the Pilates Torture Time thing.
  

Wednesday…

• Did the kickboxing thing in the garage again.
  
• Practiced a few Eagle poses.
• Fell over doing said Eagle poses.
• Getting better at singing along with my exercise tape
• Went to work. On newspaper deadline. Ate two pieces of Emergency Chocolate.  

Thursday…

•  No kickboxing this morning. Instead, went in extra early to work for newspaper deadline.

• Only ate one piece of Emergency Chocolate, but could have, would have and probably should have eaten a bunch more to improve a really snarky disposition.
• Yelled at the newspaper staff.
• Went to yoga, but didn't yell at anyone there.
• Worked on the Eagle pose.
• Fell over.
• Liked having Beth on the mat next to me because for once someone else was falling over as much as I was.
  
• Missy Chrissy Pretzel threw down some sort of smiling/laughing cow pose, but me and Beth weren't laughing or smiling.
  
• Missy Chrissy Pretzel got a bit bold and hopeful and then threw out some sort of crazy impossible pose. Yeah, like that's going to happen. Now, I don't like being a naysayer or a negative Nancy, but I'm feelin' a bit like Clint Eastwood in the movie “Magnum Force” when he says, “A man's got to know his limitations.”

Friday…

• No nothing this morning. Had to go in early to work for stupid newspaper deadline. Stayed until 6:30 p.m. for stupid newspaper deadline. 
• Ate one piece of emergency chocolate and went out and ate Mexican food. Oh, well. 

Saturday…

• Worked at the animal shelter for two hours cleaning. Figure that has to count for something.
  

Hope your week went well. Let us know. Is anyone out there reading this thing? Or are you like those chubby Brits? Mums the word? (Sorry, couldn't resist.)