Monday, December 1, 2008

I've Got My HoliDAYs All Wrong

I'm not doing that well on the health kick. Sure, I did a great job on the holiDAY and had a wonderful broccoli slaw tossed with cranberries, apples, and a mustard seed vinaigrette instead of sweet potatoes and cheesy casseroles, but I went crazy the day after and drank my own weight in vodka and cider and some hard cream thing that was calling my name. I blame the tipsiness on my inability to keep the enchiladas out of my mouth on the way home from the Renaissance. The weigh-in on Week 4 is not going to be as pretty as Week 3, unless...

I can keep getting up at 4:45 every morning to feel the burn from this awesome calisthenic workout I found. It would be perfect for the last thirty minutes of a derby practice if I was still in charge of making whiny women hate me.

Catazon's Week 3 of the Cardiovascular Health Program
Weight = 188.4
Anxiety Level = 5 (work is crazy this week and may drive me to drinking again!)


  1. 4:45 my ass. You can have that! Buwhahaha... I bought a bike. Gotta get my butt on it now.

  2. I've been trying to get the husband to buy a bike with me, but hell will freeze over first. I'm kinda dangerous on wheels of any kind, and he knows it.