Hectic Life

This week is bitter sweet.

I am ridiculously busy at work. Ya'll can tell from my countdown that I have 7 days until life as I know it is over. It's ok. I'm proud of my project. I take pride in all I have accomplished. However, my project manager doesn't seem to understand how hard I work with the few resources given to me. He's opted not to keep me on full time after it's over. Piece of crap! So, I will be heading home to the ER. I'm actually excited. I miss my sick kiddos. Not wanting to go back to be a lowly staff nurse after busting my butt for the last year, I took it upon myself to apply for a coordinator position. I had my interview with my director and the other coordinators yesterday. I think I got the job.

I'm not too sure, though. It was not said that I did, but it ended with deciding where my desk would go. And then, when I thanked my director for meeting with me, she said all she needed to do was talk to my project manager and put in the promotion paperwork. I don't want to assume, but I'm kind of excited!

Also, I have the opportunity next time we transfer to travel as a consultant for what I'm doing now. Plus, I want to go back to school for it. So, we shall see.

On the running front...I am heading to the gym after work to do my 3 miles. It's small to those of you that run marathons, but I'm just starting training for my first half marathon. And to me, 3 is still a milestone. Heck, I ran 5 for the first time ever on Sunday!

I love the feeling of every week being a first. It's very motivating.

And it helps me keep the weight off. My tummy's coming back!

So much for feeling healthy...

I went for my 5 mile run! YAY! Had to walk 3 times in the second half for lack of training...oops. Came home, drank a very healthy protein shake. Then I puked an hour later. So, I feel like crap. Will write more tomorrow.

Saturday, Saturday!

If you're anything like me, you just had cheesy 80s music running through your head. The Coastie's not home until next Friday. This means a weekend to myself. With all intents of running and cleaning the house and completing all necessary chores that come with owning a home, I woke up at 7:30 for puppy (alarm went off at 7:00, but hah, it's Saturday). I took her out, met pretty much the whole neighborhood, was accused of child abuse (jokingly) for not having already fed said puppy. Went inside, made us both breakfast, had coffee, and promptly sat my butt in front of the TV and did not move until I had to go to my hair appointment. Yay for motivation!

So much for work.

Hair appointment went well. I am now a darker brunette with some red splashed in....with bangs (yikes!).

Decided to get a massage. TOTALLY worth it!

Bought puppy & kitty food and the like. (My one errand actually completed)

Purchased some Raw food books to see if I can tolerate eating about 80% of my diet as raw. I can do more when the Coastie's not home. But, once he comes home it will be chicken or steak for dinner with pasta or some cooked veggie. So, I will leave dinner to be the one non-raw meal. Well, that's the goal. I have to get through the books first and go grocery shopping.

All other errands are for tomorrow!

P.S. Still haven't run.

Biggest Loser as a motivator?

I'm The Biggest Loser's mos fanatical fan. I was going to say biggest, but totally not. Even in my own mind, I'm not that big. While watching, I did some thinking. Why are people so motivated by this show? Is it the screaming? Crying? Heart-wrenching stories? At the risk of alienating all....6 of my followers, I am going to tell you why I think it motivates so many people. And as you know, my opinion, really is the only one that matters. At least on my blog.

Biggest Loser motivates people because...

(wow, I feel like I'm back in 5th grade grammar coming up with a sentence)

I feel totally awful watching other people work out while I sit on my couch drinking wine. It doesn't bother me so much when I've worked out that day, but I (yet again) didn't sleep last night and thus (did I just use thus in an actual sentence?) did not wake up for the gym at 4 AM. And, due to puppy (awww) did not go to the gym after work.

I meant to go this evening when I put puppy to sleep....but, do I need to mention the wine again?

The first thing they did on the show was "run" a mile. ON THE BEACH! Good Gosh people. NBC execs...who do you think you are? That's just plain mean! I mean, a mile is tough (I know, I just crossed that milestone a year ago), but on the beach? "Do the words 'Cruel and unusual punishment' mean anything to you?" (Random movie quote...where was that from again?)

Anywho...after watching them run, I may have to drag my sorry butt out of bed in the morning to do my part to make myself feel better that people 3 times my size can do it and I am too lazy.

Life Lesson from the Gold's Girl

What I learned from Gold's Girl

1. You don't have to be skinny to be sexy. She's jacked and makes me want to be jacked too. Well, maybe not jacked, but definitely close to it.

2. I am what I eat. I knew this, just reinforced some more. Like that doughnut I want...My butt will look like that when I'm done eating it.

3. Food = Fuel. You only put the best gas/oil in your car to make it run, so why not do the same for your body? I've started eating more organic and when I want something sweet, I try to eat something else to take my mind off of it.

4. Gaining muscle and running may not be easy to do together. Running burns muscle. No bueno. Oh, well, check the ticker at the side to see how much time I have left before I can lift more often.

5. I am embarrassed to show people what I eat. So much so that I will not write it down in my food journal. Ha, I'm even embarrassed to see it myself!

6. Beefy guys (and girls) usually get there by using steroids. Really? I thought they were illegal. Or maybe that's just in the Olympics. Who knows...I didn't even know they made them anymore.

7. Supplements - maybe not so bad. Bought myself a few more. Reviews to come.

8. 5 AM sucks. You know what sucks even more? 4 AM!

Yes...I am a slacker

It's been a ridiculous last 2 weeks. Between working so much and the Coastie being gone, it's been a bit tough. Granted, he was here this past week. So, life should be good, right? Well, it is...for now. So, how about a recap!

Lifting: Did it, missed a day and tried to fit it all in to one....NOT a good idea. Jello arms anyone?

Running: Flaked...totally. I suck. Oh, and training starts tomorrow. YIKES!

Work: See new count down at the side of this blog to know just how close to losing it I am. Oh, and did I mention my mangers forgot that they under-staffed my team with....just me. So, that means 14 straight days of 12 hour shifts. Life sucks. However, 88 hours of overtime may just make up for it!

Life: SUGARLAND ROCKS! Went to their concert and I am officially a pseudo-lesbian. Not really, but I may qualify if I have one more girl crush. Jen is pretty darn sexy!


This week will be lots of work. But, I'm gonna get up at 4 AM to work out every day! I am! I am! Or shall I say, I think I can, I think I can.

You know who motivates me? This woman! I have no kids, only furry ones, and I can't find any time to do anything. How does she do it? And she has time to come up with fabulous give aways! Needless to say, I love Nuun too, and have similar stomach issues.

Too bad work stopped my ability to read blogs at work. Otherwise my motivation would be way up there right now. Tomorrow, stay tuned for a recap of my learnings from Gold's Girl.