Things here are going pretty okay. I have been running non stop since my last post and I don't see me slowing down just yet.
This afternoon was the viewing for my Uncle Pat. Meal wise I did pretty darn well. It's not my fault if the server forgets the "light mayo" part of my order. I just didn't have the strength to nix it all together. I did however leave the side of chips on my dish. Go Me!!!! My cousin Lori, (yep, we are both Lori's. How lucky is our family?) taught me a nifty new trick. When the server came out with the loaf of bread for the table, she asked her to take it back. Let me say that again... she asked her to take the free loaf of fresh warm bread away. Now that is one strong woman.
This morning, my waking thought was my next workout. I had 3 hours before I had to be back for the viewing. I went online, googled local gyms, downloaded a free 7day guest pass and was on my way. You better believe that I had a pair of compression pants packed incase of an emergency. I made that mistake training with Kelly the other day and I nearly hurt someone. 91lbs smaller and that junk in my trunk is still lethal. I got a great workout in. I was lifting heavy, sweating hard and apparently causing some hottie to break neck. Oh la la. (I hope to post more about that some time soon since we exchanged numbers.) If nothing else, I made a new friend. That makes up for the other guy in the gym that walked away with his tail between his legs because I was lifting his weight.
During the course of the afternoon, one of the popular topics was this little blog. I found out who at least 15 of my readers were. None of which was my mom. One day I swear that I am going to strap her down and make her read it. I was so amazed at how many of you came to support me today. Thank you so much. If not in person, I was flooded with texts and messages all day that meant just as much.
Most of you have seen me in person or followed along enough to watch my progression but it was really neat to find just how many people did not recognize me. People that I have know all of my life! Some of them family. Let me tell you, it is a good thing that the entrances were all French Doors. I don't know if my head could have squeezed through otherwise. Haha. If my Uncle Pat was still alive, he would be showing off my traps to everyone in the room. In a way, working out this morning was a tiny way to honor him. The last few months, his favorite talks with me were the ones about my training. He was sorta living vicariously through Xavy and I. So, yes... of course I went sleeveless. Inappropriate? Not for Uncle Pat.
Again, thank you all. The next time you are in the gym, look in the mirror and know that my Uncle Pat is cheering you on too. Not only for your hard work, but for the support that you give me every single day. He read my blog, he knew how big of a part of my process you all have become.
With that... I am off to bed.
This afternoon was the viewing for my Uncle Pat. Meal wise I did pretty darn well. It's not my fault if the server forgets the "light mayo" part of my order. I just didn't have the strength to nix it all together. I did however leave the side of chips on my dish. Go Me!!!! My cousin Lori, (yep, we are both Lori's. How lucky is our family?) taught me a nifty new trick. When the server came out with the loaf of bread for the table, she asked her to take it back. Let me say that again... she asked her to take the free loaf of fresh warm bread away. Now that is one strong woman.
This morning, my waking thought was my next workout. I had 3 hours before I had to be back for the viewing. I went online, googled local gyms, downloaded a free 7day guest pass and was on my way. You better believe that I had a pair of compression pants packed incase of an emergency. I made that mistake training with Kelly the other day and I nearly hurt someone. 91lbs smaller and that junk in my trunk is still lethal. I got a great workout in. I was lifting heavy, sweating hard and apparently causing some hottie to break neck. Oh la la. (I hope to post more about that some time soon since we exchanged numbers.) If nothing else, I made a new friend. That makes up for the other guy in the gym that walked away with his tail between his legs because I was lifting his weight.
During the course of the afternoon, one of the popular topics was this little blog. I found out who at least 15 of my readers were. None of which was my mom. One day I swear that I am going to strap her down and make her read it. I was so amazed at how many of you came to support me today. Thank you so much. If not in person, I was flooded with texts and messages all day that meant just as much.
Most of you have seen me in person or followed along enough to watch my progression but it was really neat to find just how many people did not recognize me. People that I have know all of my life! Some of them family. Let me tell you, it is a good thing that the entrances were all French Doors. I don't know if my head could have squeezed through otherwise. Haha. If my Uncle Pat was still alive, he would be showing off my traps to everyone in the room. In a way, working out this morning was a tiny way to honor him. The last few months, his favorite talks with me were the ones about my training. He was sorta living vicariously through Xavy and I. So, yes... of course I went sleeveless. Inappropriate? Not for Uncle Pat.
Again, thank you all. The next time you are in the gym, look in the mirror and know that my Uncle Pat is cheering you on too. Not only for your hard work, but for the support that you give me every single day. He read my blog, he knew how big of a part of my process you all have become.
With that... I am off to bed.
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