Canada For The Win…today.

I promised you last night’s workout, so here it is..

12 minute tabata (the gym was cray cray packed and I needed cardio like whoa)

  • incorporated up/downs, jump rope, heel taps

Upper body combo

  • 12 bicep curls
  • 12 side raises
  • 12 hammer curls
  • 12 front raises
  • 12 open bicep curls
  • 12 overhead press
  • 12 standing fly
  • 12 bicep curl to overhead press

12 minute tabata (gym was still packed and I needed more cardio)

  • incorporated jumping jacks, high knees, alternating front kicks and mountain climbers

Lower body combo

  • Weighted front lunges
  • weighted squats
  • kettlebell swings
  • pliet squat
  • curtsy lunge w/high knees

8 minute tabata

  • incorporated jogging in place, plank jumps, more jacks

Mat work

  • Russian twists
  • V ups
  • Side pushup
  • Side leg lifts
  • Crunches
  • Crunches with weighted oblique twist
  • Weighted toe touches

It was a quick, sweaty an effective workout. My shoulders and glutes feel it!

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Today has been filled with a whole lot of nothing. I discovered that Layla sniffed the paint while it was still wet (trying to get high?)

I converted my weather to Celsius just to see what the “Canadian Way of Temperature Gaging” was

I could have guessed it on my own, since the only thing I know is 32F=0C, but I thought I’d show you the rest of the forecast as well. Not as bad as you think. These people use Celsius to make it look like they’re suffering more than they really are. I will, however, mention my desire to still be in Boston right about now. It’s like a buttload hotter. For March.

*I hate hate HATE talking about the weather, so you see how eventful today is for me to even bring that up.

Also, the ‘Rogers’ on the top left of that shot does not mean I stole a phone from a guy named Roger. It’s the cell provider here. But I like to think I was badass and stole a phone from a Roger.

I took Layla for a walk. Nothing interesting there, either. It was gorgeous out. And I let the neighborhood see my blonde pom pom. Sadie put in layers, but it wasn’t until I washed and let it air dry (curly= gross) that I realized how much was gone!

Yesterday’s fake mac was NOT a success, so I am hoping to win Tyler back with sawwwwseeeeeeege tonight. Haha, there’s a joke in there, but per usche, I’ll let you think of it on your own.

Let. me. Vent. —>

I paid way too many bills last night/today and have way too little money. The scientific calculation there suggests that that shit is not cool. I had a minor major panic attack last night. You have no idea what it’s like to be in my shoes! I cannot elaborate further because I am a terrible writer, plus I don’t want to get worked up again. I didn’t sleep a wink because of it (On the plus side of that, I read a LOT of Mockingjay to fill the void) Another plus: I did manage to save $471 for my health coverage for the month of April, so there. And a big tongue-sticky-outie face to you, AMERICA. And a thumbs up to you, CANADA. Ahhhh sigh.

Don’t fret, this isn’t a Woe is Me post, there are more optimistic things!

  • My digital free copy of Women’s Health was in my inbox this AM. (did you see all the effects I added to the word ‘free’? I have to rely on anything that comes in that form now. Free advice; free friends; free time. If you have anything free, feel free –pun intended– to send it my way – I’ll totally give you my address. Mmm-kay, thanks.)
  • I did laundry! (Dad, pick mom off the floor. I know, it’s a shocker. Tyler and I have an agreement that he’ll do the ironing though)

Ok, it looks like three is not the magical number for that list, but two is better than none.

Best thing you did today?

Badda bing, badda boom

WORKOUT: DONE.

One hour of a super sweaty at-home kickboxing session. SCORE! I did the first half of CD 1 from CBC‘s Jam’n Cardio Kix, then a bunch of my fave advanced routines (you CBC ladies probably know exactly which ones I did). I only stopped because my floor was too sweaty to keep going. Perhaps round 2 later? Or maybe some muscle stuff..
I AM wearing my super awesome-y shoes that always pump up my workouts

Go me!
Tina Fey high fives herself
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Layla is back to normal. Stretched out on the bed, her drooling subsided.


Thank god. I was this close to rubberbanding sponges to my feet and follow her around. That would’ve been quite the sight.

And now it’s storytime. First, a picture of my non-wrinkled, non-botoxed forehead:

You’ll see why I posted that pic in the story (Sidenote: I hateeee that stupid little freckle in the middle of my forehead. At least it keeps me symmetrical.)

SO, back to the story. In elementary school, we had a teacher, Mrs. Mazur, who taught math and spanish for 6th, 7th and 8th graders. She had this reward system where she would award tickets (like raffle tickets) for those who did well on tests, performed their dialogues correctly, or who were well-behaved. The students could then use their tickets to buy things from her closet. She has candy, school supplies and cheapy little toys. Usually an A on a test would be 4 tickets, a correct answer to a question would be 1 ticket, etc. Me, being the weird student that I was (still am), I decided to save all my tickets throughout the three years then redeem my billions of them upon 8th grade graduation. I had saved over 300 tickets by the end of 7th grade (turns out she left before 8th grade for me to redeem, but I digress) Anyhoo, I decided to really WOW her in math class by going up to her and telling her I could make pi. Confused, she asked why I would tell her that I could make pie. Was it apple? Pumpkin? A-HA! I revealed my super fancy trick that got me EIGHT tickets. EIGHT. Behold the glory that is PI:

This story has been brought to you on behalf of Pi Day (3.14). I decided to forego an actual pie story/recipe. I’m a nerd. WOWZA.

Are you sore?

Any of you folks out there sore? Apparently I neglected to stretch after yesterday’s killer workout. Oy! The shin splints, however, are courtesy of the hilly walks Layla and I have taken the past few days. Without fail, I always get shins splints when I take her for walks. Whyyyyyyyy?! Ah well, it’s worth it. Layla gets her exercise and I get to creep in people’s windows (relax, it’s during the day so it’s way less creepy.)

What I have noticed on our walks is that a lot of people place their TV in front of their huge front window. People, I have news for you. If you need something to block your view or prevent peeping toms, buy curtains. There. Unless people find it design savvy to have passersby see your sweet TV hookups. I’m not going to look into it, I’m not that interested.

Oh, and I saw a house that looks almost identical to the one I was born and raised in in Irvine, CA. Not that you care.

Last night we had an impromptu fire. Tyler suggested it because winter’s practically over and he still has a lot of wood left (haha). What he really meant to say was “Jen, because I love you and I know how much you love fires, I’m going to start one for you tonight.” That’s what I heard, anyways.

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I’m not holding a dark blob. That’s Layla. We’re working on a better lighting system for the family room.

No clue what’s in store for today. Some type of workout, some type of food, and maybe a funny story or two.

Question: What’s something that you do every day?
(besides brush your teeth. That should be done twice, anyhow.)