Getting back on track

I know a week or so ago I posted about getting back on track. Guess what? I fell off the wagon again. I had my boudoir shoot, then let myself have a week off as a "Woo! We did it!!" treat to myself. That week turned into 2, which turned into 3, which turned into a month. Lauren kicked me in the proverbial pants the other night, and said - essentially - that I have fallen back to my old ways to the point that she's afraid I won't revert back. It gave me the push I needed to decide to get back on track, and that night - after a glass of Moscato, a couple brownies, and some girl talk - we went to the gym. Two days later, my abs STILL hurt, and I had a migraine to go with it, so I took a weekend to recover from my workout and my migraine (anyone who has ever had one of those can attest to the fact that the day after the migraine is almost as much to recover from as the migraine itself, as those nasty bastards just drain everything out of you).

When I was in my prime on this workout thing, I was getting up at 5:30 every morning and working out, then spending my lunch break walking around campus. With the students back, walking campus isn't as easy as it sounds, and we've had a humid heatwave show up, so I shelved walking until I got home - and then someone broke into the two houses next door. My feeling of security flew out the window, and as soon as I got home, I practically barricaded myself in the house.

Going back to when I walked, though, I had a Garmin Vivofit that counted my steps. I quickly learned why I should have stuck with a clip pedometer, as if I was carrying something and not swinging my arm, it wouldn't count my steps. I'm a gold star, need recognition kind of gal, so this wasn't working for me. I put in the effort, I should get credit for what I did! I took the little pedometer out of its wristband, and put it in my pocket - and then forgot to sync it, so I was getting credit on the pedometer, but not on the chart. This wasn't working for me. I went to Amazon and bought a Fitbit Zip. It's green, so it matches my headphones and my little flipbelt thing, it syncs on its own with my cell phone app, and it clips on my body, so it counts all my steps. I have named it Frank, and we had a lovely weekend together.

Frank the Fitbit

I realized on Wednesday, during my meeting with Monica, that I had forgotten my water bottle for what felt like the 100th time in a week, so I went ahead and bought a water cup to keep at the office. Now I have no excuse to forget my water.

Isn't it pretty? I don't even need ice, because it's insulated, so it keeps the water cold on its own. Score! If there's one thing I hate, it's room-temp water. Blah.

I totally forgot that I have two meetings this morning, so I didn't wear tennis shoes like I should have for the half mile jaunt from my office to the building where the meeting is. More of a workout, I guess, as I'll be doing it in flip flops. 

Speaking of which, I gotta get back to prepping for these meetings, but I'm slowly coming back. I plan to force myself to workout tonight, and if Zach comes home early enough, I may try to talk him into a walk. I'm even planning on getting myself back on track to the point where I can use the gym at our hotel next weekend before we go to his cousin's wedding. Hopefully they have an elliptical or something. I'll have to check when I get back from these meetings!

Happy Tuesday!