I'm... a sexy... sexy... beast... *flump!*
Sep. 6th, 2007 11:20 amFurther thinking on my Halloween costume. The real trick, at this point, will be if I can get my flab down and my upper body fit enough to look good in a wifebeater. Unless I become totally lazy or get a better costume idea, I think that's my new fitness goal by late October.
So to help achieve said goal, I just had an hour of personal training with Carolyn, the Miss Fitness Universe winner at my gym.
Or rather, 45 minutes of personal training with Carolyn, the Miss Fitness Universe winner at my gym, as by the time we started getting to leg lifts, I was about ready to vomit up with Powerbar-and-Brown-Cow-Yogurt breakfast. Frankly, my fingers are shivering as I'm typing this up.
Not wanted to push me to throw up, she said that we should meet up again next week. To which I replied, "arraugh...!"
Once my arms don't feel like futons and my stomach stops feeling like a seltzer-filled extra-thin-condom water-balloon, I'm gonna attempt to make and then suck down a bowl of oatmeal and three egg whites.
Trying to maintain a good diet will be the hardest part of all, as I like to eat what I like to eat. And I love food. Hopefully my brother will be able to show me how to make vegetarian food that's actually filling and doesn't stink, as I'm sorry, I like bread, dairy, and dead things.
*urp* Maybe I'll just sit here for a while.
So to help achieve said goal, I just had an hour of personal training with Carolyn, the Miss Fitness Universe winner at my gym.
Or rather, 45 minutes of personal training with Carolyn, the Miss Fitness Universe winner at my gym, as by the time we started getting to leg lifts, I was about ready to vomit up with Powerbar-and-Brown-Cow-Yogurt breakfast. Frankly, my fingers are shivering as I'm typing this up.
Not wanted to push me to throw up, she said that we should meet up again next week. To which I replied, "arraugh...!"
Once my arms don't feel like futons and my stomach stops feeling like a seltzer-filled extra-thin-condom water-balloon, I'm gonna attempt to make and then suck down a bowl of oatmeal and three egg whites.
Trying to maintain a good diet will be the hardest part of all, as I like to eat what I like to eat. And I love food. Hopefully my brother will be able to show me how to make vegetarian food that's actually filling and doesn't stink, as I'm sorry, I like bread, dairy, and dead things.
*urp* Maybe I'll just sit here for a while.
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Date: 2007-09-06 07:07 pm (UTC)I sort of liken it to the soy milk problem. As a product on its own, soy milk is fine and dandy. But the fact that it has "milk" in the name is immediately misleading, because really, soy milk is nothing like cow milk. (or goat milk or sheep milk or whatever.) I sort of feel the same way about black bean burgers and whatnot. They're fine and even tasty, but the burger part is misleading. Let's face it: there are VERY FEW veggie burgers out there that will taste remotely like real burgers to someone accustomed to eating real burgers. Strict vegetarians are no standard for this, as I said before; they have no idea what meat tastes like anymore.
My mom used to joke (and she probably cribbed this from some political wit) that people who speak English tend to be fat.