As some of you might be aware, Thursdays are generally used as my rest day from the gym. Why Thursday? No clue. It’s like an end-of-the-week break from the madness I guess. Many take Friday or Saturday off. But I don’t like this. I love working out Friday- especially if I have plans later in the night. It re-energizes me- helpful for nights that don’t end until 2 or 3 in the morning. And makes me feel just a wee bit sassier in whatever I’m wearing. ;) What’s your preferred rest day? I also do Sundays pretty light- usually just yoga or something that doesn’t include sweating buckets.
Now that I’ve declared my love for Thursday Rest Day, I’ll confess I didn’t do that this week. I walked my happy little butt over to the gym at 5:15 (for all those keeping track- yes I’ve stuck to the morning workouts and have started to enjoy them this week). I actually got a “good morning” out of the random girl there this time. She’s not the same one I was complaining about, but still- I feel accomplished by doing so. Elliptical, 1.5 mile run, abs, stairmill, a few arm weights. Standard procedure.
My only complaint with morning workouts vs. after work is that I have a strict time limit. I wanted to work on the arms more, but there just wasn’t time. I could have revisited strength training when I got home after work, but I had things to do. And didn’t feel like stressing about it.
I started the process of getting the baby shower cake done. Because Mon has to be on her happy little way early Saturday, I didn’t want to make Friday night a “down to the wire” kind of night. So I cranked out a few of the cakes last night.Classic white cake. Courtesy of Food Network. I like this cake because it’s a bit more dense and easy to work with when “creating” outlandish cakes the way I do. When I said a few, I really meant all six layers. I felt like being an overacheiver. It’ll just make tonight easier. Mon’s coming over to help finish up with the “cake bites” and provide alcohol and entertainment while I ice and decorate like a crazy mad woman.
Don’t think I snacked on cake batter all night (A finger lick may have happened. Or two. Who’s really counting?). I had this beforehand:Breakfast for dinner. That was the last of my spinach that I hoarded earlier this week. Who wants to bet I’ll be picking more up this weekend when I get more food? It’s a vicious cycle…
I’ll give a cookie to the first person who knows what movie I’m referencing.
Seriously. I’m planning on baking cookies in a couple weeks. I’ll send you one. Maybe two. Three if you give me a compliment. :P
*And I apologize that this post randomly showed up last night for all you google readers out there… I’m a compulsive saver (lost one too many papers in college to not be!) and hit “publish” on accident. Oopsies!