Things I Hate

I've been a wee bit grouchy for a couple days...partly because I haven't felt well and partly just because I've been craving a little me time. So, in light of my grouchiness, I've declared this blog entry, my own personal whine fest. Feel free to add any of your own greivances.

-I hate that overly dry sense that gets in your mouth when you're taking a nasal decongestant. (Sudafed, due to the aforementioned illness)
-I hate making lunches.
-I hate it when you get in the shower and realize you forgot to grab a towel and are forced to use the "pretty guest towels" to dry off with. Worse yet, I hate it when you use your shower and work and you forget a towel all together and you have to use paper towels.
- I hate paying overage charges on my cell phone.
- I hate it when they say, "Yup you're gonna need new roters too..."
- I hate it when I forget things

For Lunch Today...

I tried something today that I've been putting off-- Exercising during my lunch hour. 2 years ago exactly I was in great shape. I had just had Angelina 6 months prior and I had worked very hard to get back into pre-baby shape...Using the Body for Life program I acheived almost all of my goals. Then I pinched a nerve and couldn't work out for awhile and it's been down hill ever since.

The last 2 years have been so busy and I've never got back into the groove of working out. I've tried eating differently but have never seen the results that used to be so effortless. What used to work, no longer does: Two main factors contribute 1) I'm older 2) I haven't worked out consistently.

Since I have a beautiful lake right across the street from work and a great little trail, and a shower at work (to clean me up after working out in 107 degrees...) I thought to myself, "There's no time like the present." So I did it. It was energizing, and a great way to squeeze a workout into an already hectic life. I may try it again.

The reason I'm even mentioning this is my hope that I will feel obligated to continue if you guys know about it. I hope it works.


The Lake: