Showing posts with label exercise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exercise. Show all posts

1/26/13

Playlists- Workout and for Driving

I've spent a perfect Saturday night home alone, drinking and painting my nails and doing very important work in iTunes. I've done something that's kind-of hard for me to do- I updated my workout playlist. 

Mostly I listen to this when I'm on the treadmill and I need to be entertained and motivated. Immediately with no interruption. Some of these songs could get played next week and really piss me off and get cut. But here's the first draft:
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But I got stuck on this Lily Allen song and made this other playlist, Girl, Boo. Now that I'm a car-driving person again, I require fresh CDs regularly, and I like to have mixtapes to give to my friends who I see in person to show them I care. This mixtape is burning as I type.
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I showed the whole screen-shot because I usually like when I discover how people name their playlists, so I'm showing you mine.

Me and Matt share an iTunes. It was hard for us at first, but now we get along in there. Sometimes I burn him a new mix and put it in the refrigerator on top of his lunch I packed for him.


6/6/10

Weekend Food & Exercise Report

VERY home alone this weekend. Friday night - Leftover tomato/shrimp/basil pasta and an early bedtime. Maybe I ate a little bit of Breyer's. Just a little. Like half a cup.

Saturday: WOKE UP, walked Bonnie, drank coffee. Almond Milk. Sent Matt off to camping-camp.
JOGGED to the Central Park Reservoir. Ran around it once at a great pace, sun-blaring, felt so good I decided to do a 2nd lap. That's over 3 miles right there not including the trip from and back to the apartment all the way on the East Side.

I fixed 2 egg whites, 2 veggie sausage patties with salsa and 2 pc. of Fiber & FLax bread-toast with butter.
Post 3-mi run breakfast meat-free

I packed a bag to spend the day at Central Park with full intentions of reading the new John Waters book, "Role Models" because I'm going to see him tomorrow night at the NYPL @ Bryant Park.
Role Models - John Waters

MY CENTRAL PARK BAG CONSISTED OF: The only drink I had in a travel-bottle. I found a HUNK of Frozen Club Soda in the back of our refrigerator. Matt took all the travel bottles camping and I refused to buy a plastic water bottle. I added some juice to the HUNK of Frozen Club Soda and a little Tito's Vodka. I'm super crafty and classy, I know.

I took Wheat Thins to snack on and a Granola Bar thing. I used the empty juice bottle to carry water for Bonnie-dog and I packed some Milk Bones for her to snack on. I was serious about spending the whole daylight day in Central Park reading.
Good Girls - Central Park

SUNDAY: Walked Bonnie - Head was BUMPING I think because I sleep so much longer on the weekends that My body freaks out from the Coffee Consumption Delay. "Coffee Consumption Delay Distress" CCDD. I've been coming up with some sweet diagnoses lately since my doctor husband is SUCH a terrible family practitioner. He's a specialized specialist, therefore, useless for doctor stuff around the house. He knows any Mother with a Redbook MD trumps whatever he says.

So anyway - I was drinking a ton of coffee so I could get jazzed to clean the apartment. I got a major coffee high and cleaned our shit like Martha Stewart is coming over. Amazing job.

So my breakfast was 6 VEGGIE buffalo wings around noon.
At 3 I ate a bowl of Kashi cereal with Almond Milk - DELICIOUS.

At 4pm I went to the GYM. I lifted some awesome weights then ran 3 miles @ 10min/mile pace.

Then I was fucking STARVING so I drank a bunch of water and walked Bonnie.

I ate MORE LEFTOVER wheat pasta with basil/shrimp and tomatoes.

Then I met Tyler for Pinkberry. Luckly it's like frozen weird yogurt so I don't feel damaged by it.
Then I was snack-crazy and just ate a roll of Turkey deli meat. Tracy Anderson HATES deli meat but I can't be perfect all the time.

NEW IDEAS FOR THE FUTURE SKINNY SELF: Never eat YELLOW CHEESES or any Yellow cheese products and NEVER EVER eat Ranch Dressing Ever again. Not in any form. Not even a Ranch potato chip.

I've been googling "Skinny Girl Snacks" and there is a lack of resources so I'm going to start presenting "Skinny Girl Snacks"
#1. Eat a fucking piece of fruit. I've been doing good eating Oranges and other Fruit Cart items.

5/18/10

Bloody-Mouth Tiger Skirt

I found this skirt at a Good Will in Hot Springs, Arkansas. I got it shortened a few inches. It's was one of those finds that make you feel so good about the hunt. The hunt for sweet vintage goodness. In about a month I'll be in Arkansas and I'm going to find some hot stuff. I just know it!
Ferocious Tigers Skirt

It was pretty nasty & rainy today, so no bicycles were ridden.
Ferocious Tiger-Skirt Tuesday.

Man! I went to one of my favorite places - Claire's Boutique! - after work. I got some important stuff. Really important heart-shaped, cheap jewelry and denim-look leggings to cover my skanky bruised legs. I'll post pics soon because Claire's sells such high-class wonderful stuff. But seriously, it's awesome stuff! If you look really hard and at every single item. it's a "leave no stone un-turned" situation.

In Skinny Girl News - Cutting way back on dairy, without really thinking about it - has been pretty successful. It's only been like, a week, but whatever. It's a good test. Almond Milk is rad. Rad, rad, rad!

Matt makes oatmeal almost every day and sometimes he leaves an outrageously messy mess or funky pan and I want to stab him, but lately I've been eating some of it. This breakfast went to work with me and it was something I thought I should "write home" about.

Irish oatmeal with mashed up berries, honey and VEGGIE SAUSAGE! The veggie sausage is what turned it into a bowl of solid GOLD.
Dope-ass breakfast

I went to the gym tonight. I did some serious business there. 3 miles of running on the tread and a few weights. The weight-room is over-run with guys who care way too much, so I don't make any eye-contact, I wear a hat and I keep my head-down and get the hell out of there!

Matt was trying to go to sleep, but he woke up to check out the $10 t-shirts and $20 sweatshirts on the Claw Money sale, so get into it! Power, Money, Sex for the whole family!