Sugar Shakes

So, I went.  It was the third time I did this hip hop routine.  So, how is it that it gets harder each time?  How???  Well, on one hand I understand.  The first time I fumbled around not knowing the movements and trying to get it.  The 2nd time I perfected the choreography, so I worked harder because I wasn’t pausing to understand and was doing all the movements.  The 3rd time, today, I knew the choreography perfectly and right away, so I was putting extra oomph into each movement – and MAN… today was no doubt the hardest yet.  That’s a good thing, I know, but sometimes I wonder how would I know if I was pushing myself too hard?
Well, for one… a few times I felt nauseus.  And then… about 10 minutes from the end, I rolled my left angle.  YOUCH.

Thing is, I have a long history of spraining and twisting my ankles.  It’s happened so many times, people in my life had become unphased to suddenly me disapppearing from eye level (and ending up sprawled on the floor).  In fact, I knew it was happening in the nanosecond of movement, that before it rolled completely, I tried with all my might to correct it.  However, in doing so, I feel like I may have made it worse – but hurting some ligament or something because I felt a pop in the opposite side of the roll from the attempt to correct, stop the rolling.  Blugh.  I hopped through the rest of the class.  But the real pain set in when it was still and I was driving home.  When I got out I hadn’t realized how stiff and swollen it had gotten.

Plus I’ve got such a busy day tomorrow!!  Argh!  Great timing.  Anyway, one of the personal trainers told me to start wearing Cross-trainers, so looks like I’ve got some shopping to do.  I was doing all that side to side motion in running shoes.  It’s just so hard for me to find shoes that are comfortable and fit well and that I like the look of because I’ve got such big ol’ feet that nothing comes in my size in women’s shoes.

Anywhooo – in the end, I did work out and I ate very well today.  Makes me happy   Keeping my eye on the prize… it feels so good… unlike my ankle.

I guess I should stop working out in these, and maybe it wouldn’t have happened:

Someone, encourage me to go to the gym tonight – because I soooo don’t wanna!!!

So, I went to the concert last night. It was amaaaazing! Seriously, it’s just so wonderful seeing them, especially since we were so close to the stage. I love their music so much, it always makes me happy and feel upbeat They had such energy during their concert, even though Nick was on crutches – he sat most of the time, but was still awesome! Ahh, they’re such sexy bitches, of course, especially Alex and Nick. The other two are just as awesome, but focus on their music more than working with the crowd. There was so much energy, unfortunately with that energy there was this girl with a hard purse next to me and she kept jumping and the dumb purse was jabbing me in the back of my right arm. I was getting annoyed but she was just so happy that I couldn’t stop it. GOod thing she showed up later in the concert haha.

If you’re reading this post for the 2nd time, yes, I edited this part out. You’re not going crazy – I did it for me

Foodwise: On our way to the concert, we were running late and needed to drop the kid’s off at my friend’s house. WE drove through Chik Fil A to get them dinner and realized that we hadn’t eaten. I ordered a small 4-peice nugget kids meal myself. I ate almost the whole thing – all the chix and 3/4 of the waffle fries. I just had water. I knew it was wrong to have fast food, but in a pinch, it wasn’t a bad choice, I think. A kids meal for goodness sake.

At the concert I was suddenly a bit regretful of having done lower-body work earlier at the gym because I did a lot of dancing at the concert – not a lot, but celebratory jigging – haha, and my leg muscles were like “Hello Nicole, here we are!” – Ouch!

Plus, I was wearing heels all night – ugh – and this morning my plantar fasciitis was killer this morning and I have Hip Hop class tonight! Should be… sore! hha…

I hopped on the scale this morning. My scale is off, but it’s pretty consistently off the same amount of pounds. This morning, I hadn’t seen a weight that low for quite some time. I hope hope hope it shows on the scale tomorrow Tomorrow is going to be a busy day. I like to weigh-in in the mornings, of course, but I am also babysitting and have to bring Daughter #1 to a feildtrip tomorrow. Hopefully I’ll be able to make weigh-in in the morning.