Valentine Madness

Boy oh boy, I am struggling today.  I guess my day didn't start off as well as it could have.  I'm not sleeping lately and it's getting really frustrating.  Aside from the frustration, it makes it very difficult to summon up the energy for the gym and life in general.  My level of patience has never been good, but add sleep deprivation in there and I get really stroppy and defeatist.  

Granted, there was something very odd that happened at the gym this morning that left me scratching my head and questioning what people are thinking.  Picture this, I'm beet red after finishing my elliptical extravaganza and am now on machine #7 in the 9 machine circuit and I'm tired.  This annoying, self absorbed, vacant, idiot of a woman comes waltzing up right behind me (enough that I have to stop working out).  I turn to see what the hell is going on and there's her butt in all it's Lululemon glory!  Shocked I jerked my head back and was met with a hair sprayed, make-up laden, attention seeker; the epitome of the Oakville freak show Moms.  Now I've never met her before, but we all know of her type.  Why the hell would you choose to stretch amongst the weight machines?!  There's no room.  She saw my shocked look (in the mirror) and gave me the classic look up and down, raised her eyebrows and then went back to pointing her ass in my face.  Cow.

Is that the end of it?  Sadly, no.  The last part of my workout is done on the mats and it's likely not a pretty sight.  I slog away trying my best to do abdominal work, huffing, puffing, etc. There she is again, only this time she's moving a mat right beside mine (again in a very small area).  "I see you're struggling a bit, so I thought I'd come over and be your motivation.  This (she runs her hand in a Vanna White style up and down her body) is possibly what you can get if you work hard enough."  Fuck me.  What do you say to that?  I know I blushed, but one wouldn't have been able to tell because my face was flushed from working out anyway.  "I certainly hope not!  I'm aiming for much better quality than that (I waved my hand by her body in a similar Vanna fashion)."  I know, not exactly a witty comeback but I was shell shocked!

To lump all the ladies at my gym into one category is totally silly.  I should be fair, she is unique.  The women at my gym are not like her; she's in a class all of her own.  

As I was leaving the gym she came running up to the counter where I was booking an appointment.  She talked right over top of me and demanded an elastic "... for this mop of mine", no apology and then ran back to her class.

I've been trying to process this encounter all day and still can't make any sense of it.  I guess I just have to chalk it up to the fact that there are just idiots in the world.  I will not be defeated by a stick insect who spews venom.

Exercise

50 minutes on elliptical - burned 559 calories... possibly best yet

12 reps each of the 9 weight machines

15 reps inner & outer thigh machines

45 crunches & leg lifts

10 puke inducers

Food

1 cup Guardian cereal with 1% milk

2 x cuppa with milk & Splenda

6 organic dry-roasted almonds

Almost 1 cup of carrot ginger soup (homemade)

Small oat bagel with 1.5 tbsp cream cheese

2 litres water

11 oven chips

3 tbsp (no salt added) corn

4 'chicken' strips

I just finished baking Valentine sugar cookies for the boys to take to school & work.  OMG it was so hard not to eat freshly baked cookies!  Really, it was torturous.  I had a cup of tea instead.  I find drinking something warm really helps a hungry tummy.  See that was part of the problem, my hunger that is.  My food rations today haven't been enough.  It sounds like WWIII is going on in my tummy; Callum looked concerned.

So just after I finished writing I went to have a peek at a friend's blog.  She had posted on her blog an inspirational video.  Please check it out, I promise it's worth the time.

Are you going to finish strong?

Cupcake

xo