Miss Cranky Pants

Yep, that's me.  I'm struggling with a lingering bad mood.  Earlier in the week I figured I was just tired from camping but my mood is still on the tense side.  I've been walking around with a clenched jaw and it isn't fun.  I think at least part of it is due to only getting to the gym twice this week so far.  The gym, unlike any other time in my life, keeps me sane and balanced. 

I went on Tuesday and rode the upright bike for 25 minutes, level 7.  Man, it was tough! Maybe it was because I hadn't been on a bike in a week.  My legs were dying and I had to do some mental trickery to keep going.  That's usually reserved only for running.  After the bike I did back/biceps/core work.  The assisted pull-ups were getting better but today they were hard again.  I had fun doing the jackknife's and generally felt good working my body.  So that was Tuesday, my first trip to the gym this week.

I was hoping I could figure out a way to go to the gym yesterday (Wednesday) but it didn't happen. I did have a great day celebrating Marek's third birthday.  I had some mom friends and their little ones over for a little playdate, cake eating, candle blowing fun.  Marek was so excited he could barely contain himself.  And I baked a cake but had to buy some butter cream frosting at Whole Foods when I ran out of time.  The cake was good.  Yummy!  I had a couple small pieces. 

And then in the evening I went to book club to discuss House of Mirth.  Over a margarita - or two.  And chips.  Yes, I took in a ton of calories yesterday.  The gym would have been a nice balance to that.  Oh well, can't make it work all the time.

Today, Thursday, I made it to the gym.  But I got there later than I planned and I had to fly through my routine.  I started with a run, 2 miles in a little less than 22 minutes on the treadmill.  It was tough but I pushed through.  After I did chest/triceps/core.  I felt like it was time to add another real pushup to the count so I did 5 real and 3 on the smith machine.  It was a challenge but I was able to do them.  I am slowly moving toward my goal of being able to do three sets of 8 real pushups.  When I started doing pushups I could only do 3, total.  Progress, I love it!  I was moving so fast my heart was racing as I squeezed every second out of the 45 minutes I had at the gym.  I got everything except triceps cable pushdowns.  But I have three triceps exercises (cable pushdowns, bench dips, dumbbell kickbacks) so I don't feel like I totally missed out.

For the first time in what seems like forever I left the gym without stretching.  I should do some stretches now.  I hope I don't wake up all stiff and achy.  More importantly, I hope I wake up on the right side of the bed.  I am going to the gym tomorrow and Saturday and if it doesn't rain I have a long ride planned for Sunday morning.  If all this exercise doesn't turn my mood around I don't what I'll do.  And crud, just remembered I weigh myself in the morning.  It's not going to be pretty after all the camping food, party food and margaritas/chips.  That's not going to help my mood but I'll have to just deal.  It's not like anyone forced those margaritas on me, right?