So, I know it has been over a month since I've written. I'm horrible. Sue me!
I figured with B gone I would have all this time, but instead it's turned out to be the opposite. Lots has happened since my last post.
B is officially gone. He left the 12th of January, and won't be back for six-ish months. He'll be on a boat floating around the Persian Gulf, just waiting to see if his aircraft carrier is needed! But before he left, we aquired a new little family member! Meet Pooter...our cute, darling, little, sweet 4 month old beagle puppy!
She has been a handful! Between trying to potty train and my hectic work schedule I run around like a chicken with its head cut off. It's nice to stay busy while he's gone, but then again I'd like to have a little time to breathe.
I've had a difficult time juggling the gym and feeling guilty about having Pooter stuck in her kennel so much. But I've grown to realize it just has to happen. I let her out as much as I can, but sometimes-- it just sucks.
My usual day is as follows:
6:00Am: Alarm goes off
6:10Am: Snooze, check phone for emails from B
6:15Am: Crawl out of bed, half asleep let Pooter out to potty, feed, repeat.
9:00Am: Home and Shower
12:00Pm: Lunch, head home to let Pooter out
1:00Pm: Back to work
7:00Pm: Feed myself and Pooter
AND REPEAT. All days but sunday. Blah, such a mundane life with little to know excitment or room for friends.
Sorry for the pessimistic post :( It's one of those days. B is in port and I know he's out running around and instead of emailing or calling me like all other sailors that I know (I heard from their wives) he hasn't done either. I miss him and I'm disappointed. I know this is his first little bout of free time, but it bums me out he just can't spend some of it on me!
Okay, done pouting.
As for the gym and dieting. Since B has left, I've turned into a machine. I'm back down to 170s lbs and the weight has been coming off quite easily. I've been really conscious of what I've been eating (using sparkpeople) and I'm liking the results.
Tomorrow morning is my first "real and paid for" personal training session. I have to admit I'm a little nervous. When I first started at the gym the did weight, girth measurements, and body fat, and we get to reassess it tomorrow morning. I look forward to seeing the progress. I was at 178 the last time I was there.
I'm going to try to make this a more often thing! I promise!
I'm tired. Its past my bedtime! haha