Survivial Mode

Ahhhh, three weeks until vacation.

And I'm in survival mode this week. Trying to pick up the pieces after a less than stellar weekend at work. I wasn't terrible, but definitely used up all my WPA, and I didn't track everything like I should have. I have to give myself SOME credit here, because I was reviewing my eating habits last night and realized it's been FOREVER since I had a true binge. Sure, I've overeaten in many scenarios, but I've not yet thrown the towel in, since NOVEMBER. That's my longest run in a long time. So, I am proud of myself, but realize there is room for improvement, and I all too well know that if I was just a little more vigilant, a little more dedicated, I'd speed up my rate of weight loss tremendously.

I've made a menu to follow from today through Friday, so I can hopefully still see a loss. Also, I plan to pound the water for the next three days, get in some major gym time, and hopefully come out on top. I was a little surprised at my maintain last week, but also, it was on D's scale, so I know it's not the same as my own. I think maybe it reads a little higher, but I can't remember. So maybe I'll have a little loss from last week, plus some from this week. Here's hoping!

I'm trying to reach a 10 pound loss before vacation, so I can buy a new Athleta bathing suit. Or, if time doesn't permit, I'll go to Nordstrom or somewhere and hopefully scope out a new one. I also ordered one from Victoria's Secret, but it gives me side boob, so I don't know if I'll be brave enough to wear it. (Or if I should.) I have gone down a bra size since I bought it, so maybe it will look better. I'm a little scared to try it on at this point, not to mention I'm blindingly white. I plan on getting a spray tan before vacation, but totally plan on skipping tanning beds altogether this summer. At 29, I'm kind of more interested in preserving my young skin than looking brown. My friends who have worshipped the tanning beds for years look like they have at least 10 years on me, and I find that pretty scary. I have good "anti-wrinkle genes". My mom is 51 and she looks about 40 in terms of the condition of her skin. She is more fair-skinned than I am though, and has managed to pretty much always stay out of the sun. I don't have crows feet yet, whereas some of my friends do. I'm using the eye cream like crazy, and committing myself to sunscreen this summer- all over!

As for food, I think part of my problem is that I've been feeling pretty uninspired lately. My menu for this week includes some of my delicious egg/veggie/polenta/avocado/cheese creations- basically, i pan-fry a few polenta slices in olive oil, and then sautee some veggies and then add in eggbeaters, garlic pepper seasoning and cheese. I top the polenta slices with the egg concoction, and then top with avocado. I put ketchup on my eggs too, but I know that is odd. I'm sure it's fine without.

Also, I bought poppyseed dressing for some spinach/strawberry/poppyseed salads. I plan on using a boiled egg on them for some protein. Looking forward to that for lunch this afternoon. Friday, I'm trying two new recipes that were in my newest issue of Women's Health magazine: Easy Pad Thai and Greek Frittata. Looking forward to bringing the leftovers of those bad boys to lunch with me at work this coming weekend. Also, I've been craving cantaloupe lately so I'll be on a mission Friday to find a nice, ripe, juicy one. Nothing is worse than a lame cantaloupe.

I have a rather annoying 4 nights off from work this week. Last night was a wash, as it often is on my first night off. I was lazy and worthless and did manage to go to the grocery store, but TOTALLY forgot to get my arse to Ann Taylor LOFT to use my coupon, plus additional 10% off on the first Tuesday of the month. There are two dresses and a shirt that I want from there! Oh well. We'll see. I also need some new Bare Minerals foundation and some new bras. I bought a bra in a 36DD a couple weeks ago, and after wearing it 5-6 times, I realize, it really is too big now. I'm personally glad to be back to a D cup. It's PLENTY big, trust me. Ideally, I'll get back into a C as I get closer to my goal weight. Anyway, today I have the task of calling the AT&T helpline to try and get my new internet set up. For the life of me, I can't get the instructional setup CD they sent me to work! Then, I have about 40 pages of reading to do on EKG's, a test to take online, and then I get to sit in class and learn about heart rhythms from 8-2 for two days, and then go back to work Sat/Sun/Mon. YUCK. I'll appreciate the extra money though when vacation rolls around. Also I need to clean my house, make it to the gym, and pack my lunch and gym clothes for those two class days. It all sounds doable, but somehow the time just FLIES when I'm home on my days off. Probably because I dilly dally around for hours after breakfast. What can I say? It takes a while to get my motor running at full speed in the mornings, as I am a total night owl!

This is off topic entirely, but worth a mention. I think my lady neighbor has kicked her husband out. I don't really know them that well, but I know it's his 2nd marriage and her first. He has kids and I'm pretty sure she foots the bill for their house, as I think he's probably consumed with child support and perhaps alimony. This is just a guess, but I think probably pretty likely because we live in townhomes, that were sold for the same price, and I can't for the life of me think why a couple who has two part-time kids would want to live in a two bedroom townhome. I don't even think I would be comfortable with one other person living here, but I'm spoiled. Anyway, what I DO know is that the guy is a total douchebag. He is always parking in my two designated parking spaces, and every single time he goes in and out of his house, he slams the door so hard that it has literally changed the position of two my pictures on our shared wall. And those walls are like rocks. When the house was being built, Dave went inside their house and pounded on the walls as hard as he could and you couldn't hear it. So you can imagine. And all I can think about is that it's really going to suck if someone is coming to look at my house once I put it on the market and they hear that door slamming mess. The wife has been gone for about two weeks, and last night I noticed he was taking down the bunk beds in the upstairs bedroom, along with two strange men who have been staying with him (and parking in my spaces) all week. I'm hoping she kicked him out and is just on vacation until he can pack up and leave. Last night, I had to park across the street, and he totally stood upstairs in his house, watching me cart three bags of groceries and a 12-pack of Diet Coke across the way and into my house while his guests took up both my parking spaces. I love my cute little house, and actually am going to be really sad to leave it, but I HATE the door slamming and the parking space stealing. I ALWAYS make sure my neighbor's parking spaces are free whenever I have guests. I make sure they know that only the two spaces in front of my house are open to park in, and otherwise they have to park across the street. I thought that would be common courtesy, but apparently not to that dude. So, I'm crossing my fingers that he really is moving out. Sad for the couple to be breaking up, but honestly, she seems really cool and like he probably drags her down a lot. He reeks of douche.

Okay, off to start my day. I've wasted almost two hours already. :)