Yup. I’m not at work today. That is big news because I’m so friggin happy about it. It’s okay… I’ll move on to other news now so that I’m not rubbing it in, but I just had to share that tidbit of info. See, that’s why the blog post is late today. I got up at 6 instead of 5 to workout, and then I had a dermatologist appointment.
*Notice the Slick Segway to New Topic*
Speaking of dermatologist, my Eat for Good Skin
diet only sort of worked. I think my skin’s tone has become more even, but it’s still breaking out like crazy. Bummer. I am now on a new, slightly scary prescription for my acne. It is supposed to make my potassium levels skyrocket, so I have to lay off the bananas, potatoes, and other goodies. In addition, it’s mainly used for those with high blood pressure. Great. I already have low but healthy but blood pressure, so I’m going to be walking around like a zombie until this clears up a bit. Wonderful.
I started my weekend with a glass of wine, an ounce of parm cheese, and three kalamata olives. I tried to take this picture…
Unwind in 3... 2... 1...
but then this happened. Thanks Cleo for making the picture much more interesting.
I'd reach for it too if I lived off dry kibble!
After that, I had Italian on the brain. Should I have cooked healthy Italian? Yes. Did I? No. This was dinner.
Unhealthy and Delicious
I’d love to tell you Kevin and I split that, but that would be a lie. I’d also like to say I ate half and saved the rest for later, but that too would be a lie. So let’s just not talk about pizza any more.
On a positive note, last night’s pizza led to a killer green monster smoothie
today and an awesome workout. I picked up very heavy things and put them down quite a few times.
Thanks, Gina, for posting this commercial. I love it.
The meat-head in the video above reminds me of something I wanted to mention. I received a lovely compliment today at the gym. Another morning regular was there, and he’s a total meat-head. We occasionally say hello, but we don’t talk much. Today he told me that it looked like I had recently put on a good bit of muscle, particularly in my legs. I would generally be offended if a man said this to me because it would be really creepy, but given the source, it really made me happy.
We talked a wee bit about protein supplementation and my fav move for ultimate quad definition. His comment pumped me up, and I totally rocked my bench step-ups. I went until total failure on my left side, which felt odd. When I tried to step up one last time, my leg said, “Sorry Tiff, but we’re done here,” and I was okay with that.
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. I’m off to see the in-laws. Hopefully I’ll get a run in tomorrow… if I can feel my legs!
Do you talk to other regulars in the gym or on the trails? What do you think about gym compliments/remarks – creepy or cool?