Rockin' it

Today is a new beginning for a new me! I joined up with a program at my Gym (pictured) called Rock the Scales, which is meant to shed away the cookies and fudge that I ate over the Christmas Holidays. Oh and all the ice cream that Dan usually keeps around the apartment.

I joined this little sweat shop a few months ago and have frequently visited it, however, not on any set schedule. The new plan is to go at least 3-4 times a week, which I don't think will be too hard if I just pack my gym stuff and take it with me to work. I made a rockin' new mix on my iPod, and so today I did 30 minutes on the elliptical listening to such great music! I love Guster. I also love the new Maroon 5 B-sides stuff. Oh and Jack Johnson, old school, with a little old school Billy Joel thrown in for good measure. At around minute 21 I started to feel bored, so I began composing this blog in my head for kicks. It worked for awhile. I also noticed that when I am calculating my heartrate meter, I should probably actually count myself as closer to 30 than to 20. That made me sad in my heart. At least my heart with be slim and in shape after 8 weeks of Rockin' the Scales. We'll see.

Dan made too much rice with our Rock the Scales recommended dinner of chicken, broccoli and rice. I am full of rice now. Oy. The good thing about sticking to a menu though is that you don't have to think about what you will eat. It says right there on the sample menu. I just do what it says. We bought lots of yummy veggies and fruits yesterday at the supermarket.

I thought the food would be bland/left me feeling hungry and/or angry. In actuality, I felt good about my salad and blueberry yogurt for lunch. I attribute some of my ability as "an unending pool of patience" which seemed to be flowing today while in the last two wretched periods of school. The lead teacher was pulling his hair out and having a bad dad, but I was my regular pool of patience self. I didn't care when I asked Jose to write his notes and he wrote them sideways on his paper with his eyes closed (then ripped it out and started over later...ugh). I was also perfectly calm and collected when none of the students could pick out personification in a poem comparing fog to a cat (bad choice of examples, considering personification was defined as giving HUMAN qualities to non-human things (not cats...cats caused confused children) I breathed deeply and tried to show the connection.

I am an unending pool of patience. Sometimes I repeat that to myself multiple times a day. Today it worked though! Hurrah! Thanks salad!