Healthy Stuff Progress & The Rains Came

I feel like I need to sum up the progress I’ve been making on my get-healthy front.

Last week, I only made it to the gym twice. I can’t even remember what my excuses were anymore. I know one day I was completely sore from attempting to include weighted lunges into my routine again. Then one day off turned into two days off, then three. There were a couple of late nights at work, which didn’t help things. It’s always hard to get home late, missing dinner and almost missing bedtime, just to turn around and walk back out the door for the gym. I know I need to do it, but it’s hard. Anyway, I put on my big girl pants and set a goal to exercise every day this week. Yesterday morning I hit up the gym first thing for a back & shoulders day. I forget how awesome it is to work out first thing in the morning; I need to start doing that again.


Looks like my exercising will be indoors this week. The rains finally came to SF!

On the diet front, things have been working out fabulously. I’ve been eating probably 90% uber-clean paleo for three weeks, including a travel week in there. I’m amazed that I’ve stuck to my guns this long. I’m just so sick of feeling fat and depressed, that even when I’m tempted by bread and sugar, I just remember how I hate feeling depressed and that’s what’s motivating me. Plus, I hit a number on the scale this morning that I haven’t seen in a long time. I don’t think weight is always the best indicator of diet/health, but my vanity still likes it when I can say I don’t remember the last time I weighed that little! It’s not like I just dropped 10 lbs, but the numbers are starting to go in the right direction for me. Woot.

I did have a couple of loose dinners. I ordered Indian take-out twice last week, and both times included a samosa with a wheat crust. I’m not sure how much that little bit of wheat affected me (who knows what hidden gluten I’ve been ingesting in all it’s various sources; I’m not being super strict on food when dining out) but I did notice that my mood has been off lately. So I need to buckle down a bit and see if things improve.



Fortunately Squish has no problem with my cooking.

Anyway, I picked up a kombucha treat yesterday while grocery shopping in the rain.



Then had to make an emergency diaper run Friday night. As my Instagram besties informed me, poo waits for no weather.



Yeah, I Instagrammed my diaper run. I don’t see why more people don’t follow me there.

Because of the weather, I decided to set up a playground-topia for Squish in the living room.



Last night a neighbor was hosting a party. The party started just before Squish’s bedtime, so we decided to bring him with us and I would peace out with him when he hit the wall and was ready for bed. As we were getting ready to go, I told Squish, “Do you want to go to a party?” To which he responded, “Party!” and threw his arms in the air. I have no idea where he got that from. At least it is now confirmed he is his father’s child. Hulk loves to party.

I’m going to hit up some yoga this morning, then take it easy for the rest of the day. I’m feeling like I need a little chill/me time.