Why does this feel like the beginning?

Glad to be back, although I've been extremely overwhelmed with school and life (in general its just more reason to work out, right?) I'm back in full swing and it's safe to say my quads are killing me!

I'm trying not to complain, I realize after being laid up for 2 weeks my progress was bound to regress... (sigh)

So I ended up going to the doctor and they informed me that I either had Sinitus (sinus infection) or I had onset symptoms of pneumonia. Greeeeaaaat. Just what I wanted to hear a week before my birthday planned weekend in Vegas ;)

So I was put on the Z-pak immediately and felt like crap for all that week, still went to Vegas because of the no refund policy. (And by the way, Vegas is not so fun when you are kinda feeling better and you you are trying to stay warm but not hot when the outside temperature was in the 30s and inside the casinos was 80+!)

I still took it easy when I got home only because I didn't want a relapse. I couldn't afford to miss any more work and classes this early in the semester.

Lesson learned, keep working out = immune system will stay healthy and germs won't phase me. And on that note, I won't be dying riding my bike to school and the cardio that was coming with ease won't be making me sore or even tired after 2 weeks of non-working out-dom.

Feels good to be back... ready to shed inches :p

"Only I can change my life. No one can do it for me." ~Carol Burnett~

Being sick = Can't workout = This sucks!

It's the second week of school, which mean new germs have been introduced to my immune system and with the jam-packed week of Discoverfest (sitting at a booth in the middle os CSUF's campus, trying to get people to join Sigma Tau Delta), homework, internship and errands in general, my immune system proved to be weak.

So now, I'm going no where (but my bed) because I feel forever suspended in slow motion with this head cold. Stuffy nose, alternating sides and sore throat forces me to take it easy.

Needless to say, I miss working out. I miss the feeling of adrenaline and blood pumping throughout me. I'd rather have "workout aches," than be dealing with this.

6 days till my birthday and for a moment I'm delayed in getting healthier. I have to tell myself it will be over soon enough (the cold, I mean).

Hopefully, I'll be back in the gym soon enough, I have a feeling this will prove to be a regression in my working out stamina.

Oh, the joys of trying to live healthier ;)


“Patience is the companion of wisdom.” ~St, Augustine~

He knows I'm not going to look at him, right?

It's all about working out hard. Deep breaths in, sweat pouring out and then I notice that there are two older men on both sides of me. Which is fine, until out of the corner of my eye I see them staring.

Staring. At me? Then I take into consideration that it could be my enormous rack making their jumping debut. Maybe it's the endorphins or the little chemical thing that happens when a woman is sweating that attracts men like this at the gym, but right about now...I am a little creeped out.

Then I notice that they start breathing harder, and it seems they're trying to keep up with me... maybe that's why they're staring? No, it has to be the tits bouncing. And then all of a sudden I start getting a hint of tuna, no... pickles... garliced pickles in the air. GROSS! He's breathing harder and has rank-ass breath. And it is traveling over here, in my bubble of perfect working out bliss. I'm almost considering moving to a different machine. But I'm on a roll, I'll just deal and try to not have a funny face from the stench.

It goes on another 20 minutes, I continue busting my ass and see one of them get off their machine looking irritated. He didn't really expect me to have a conversation with him, right? Do men really try to hit on women at the gym? I thought that was just a myth. Guess not.

Go get a toothbrush, and floss, and mouthwash..... And maybe some gum. Fricken dirty old men.