I'm rocking it for sure and it's reminding me that I'm getting old and I will need to slow down at some point. What? I cannot slow down, hell no! This girl is going to "rock that body" for a long time. Unless I will need hip and knee replacements in the near future.
Work day today. Sitting on my pilates ball, rolling around at my desk so my ass doesn't hurt. Still hurts though! I'm having fun bouncing around though.
WOD - lunch time workout today. 30, 20, 10 reps of wall balls, squats and pushups followed by 10 X 200m sprints (average speed 8.8mph). I HATE sprinting but thank goodness the distance was short because it wasn't that bad. But when I did get to 5 of them I thought "are you fucking kidding me! I have five more to go? Oh this sucks!". I'm happy now that I'm done :-)
Food - Work makes me gassy. I wonder why? I eat what I would eat at home but maybe it's the constant sitting that bothers my belly. Anyways, I had my shake for breakfast along with a fiber one bar (I was beyond starving) then some almonds before my workout. Now I just had my salad with baby spinach, veggies and turkey/cheese with a diet soda. After my meeting at 2:30 p.m. I will grab my yogurt for my afternoon snack.
Kids - Time out for Lincoln this morning....little shit! I was quick to throw them out the door and send them to school. Trinity too! While I'm trying to "beautify" myself (which I can't stand doing) Trinity is always asking me to help with her hair etc. Girlfriend, this mama can't even take care of herself let alone make you look pretty. But she does look so much better then I do.
Makeup monsters stole all my makeup by 10 a.m. and the baggage under the eyes were popping out saying "Hello! Look at me! I'm very tired and I'm going to sit here and make Stacia look like shit!". Aren't they nice? I'm not one to bring my makeup bag to work but I'm noticing more and more that I need it. I don't look fresh and beautiful like I did this morning. I go to looking like crap instantly. Quite funny!
4 a.m. wake up call. Trinity was in our bedroom complaining about a belly ache. Need to poop? Got gas? Hungry? No, no and no! Well, get into our bed and go to sleep. Now that she is gone from her room the cats are crying for her. They love their Trinity and now that she's in our room with the door closed they are scratching like mad. Go away cats! It's 4:15 a.m. at this point and I'm in no mood. Finally I get up to shove them off and I walk into Trinity's room to put them on her bed. I step right in a load of puke. Great! Now I'm hopping to the bathroom to clean my foot. There's puke in the bathroom that I stepped in as well. Shit! I'm on all fours scrubbing the bathroom floor and T's carpet. Fucking cats! 4:30 a.m. back to bed and I better sleep. 6 a.m. Roxy is awake for the day. Oh here we go!
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