One of the things my male friend said to me over the weekend was, “it scares me how much energy you have when it comes to staying out late and drinking with friends.”
Well I have this little secret.
I’m not like that all the time.
In all actuality, I’m quite tame. And boring. So what probably happens is that the energy builds up and BAM- dance party until 1:00 in the morning.
On most days, there is a set standard routine in these parts.
Get up way too early. Work. Lunch. More work. Complain about rush hour traffic. Workout. Eat food. Bed.
It’s really quite simple.
Sort of like the majority of my meals throughout the week. After a weekend of eating out, fried food, and over-the-top indulgent activities, it’s sometimes good to remind myself (and my stomach) that I am, in all actuality, one who does eat a healthy, veggie-ridden salad from time to time.Spinach with olives, mushrooms, broccoli, chickpeas, sunflower seeds and feta. Random combination, but do you expect any less from me?
The favorite joke in the office with some of my coworkers is “so Amy, what’s for lunch today?”
Same thing I have every day. Punk. And yes, it fills me up. I also had a big breakfast. Not going to starve. Promise.
The salad yesterday was complimented beforehand with a nice lil’ piece of German chocolate cake I found in the break room. At 9:00 in the morning.
Its a slow progression when it comes to reintroducing the health back into my week.
Same goes for working out. I have plans to run quite a bit today, so I chose to visit my new gym last night and just go crazy playing on all the equipment. Pretty sure the trainers there now thing I have ADD.
To be fair, it’s possible they’re right. I’ve never been tested. And some think-
…oooohhhhh something shiiiiinnnnyyyyy…..
Sorry. Where was I?
Ah- the workout. 15 on the stairmill. 1.5-mile run and 10 minute walking cooldown right before a solid 22 minutes on the elliptical. Yes, 22. It felt like a good number to end with. Approximately an hour of cardio. I felt the Bud Light (and German chocolate cake- ahem) coming through my pores.
But sorta true at the same time. So I stand by it.
To sum it all up, when I have a weekend that totally throws everything off, I more than welcome my boring cardio and eats. Because the energy is gone, I’m exhausted, and I just need to feel the normalcy set in a bit.
Until Friday rolls around. And then it’s once again time to-
oooohhhhh… something spaaaarrrrrkkklllyyyy…