Week 9 Numbers Game:
Weight: Unknown-I didn't weigh myself this morning but will update tomorrow first thing...Lbs Lost this week: TBC
Lbs Lost thus far: TBC
Lbs still needed to lose: Many
Desserts consumed: Moroco Chocolat in Yorkville is all I can say
Starbucks Cookies: 0
Peanut Butter by the spoon: 4
KM walked: 0 - oh yeah, BRUTAL
Zumba Classes: 0
Booty Camp Classes: 1
Glasses of Shiraz: 2
Poutine: 0
Mimosas: 2
Emotional Breakdowns: 1
Excuses: Too many to put down here...
Ok. Tonight is the night. I am back at walking because I can't feel a huge difference. I am at a point where I am getting L.A.Z.Y. as I told you in my last post - but really, I did one class this past week - mind you, booty camp is no small feat. I was in pain for 3 days afterwards - I have never done so many lunges and squats - did I mention this class was outside? My friend Stacey brought me and she was certain I would be cursing her name in the morning - don't worry honey, it wasn't the next morning, it was the morning after! It hurt, but it was a hurt that felt good if you know what I mean. I didn't walk this week. What is happening to me? I am still watching what I eat, so I haven't completely gone off course but I do need to get back into it tonight. I have a guest walker again tomorrow - thank goodness - Charmaine will be joining me again. Like I said, the cool air makes me just want to stay under blankets, inside, get all comfy and cozy and just relax. Hibernate like a polar bear. I tell ya, if I don't start walking again, I will be the size of a polar bear, but not that cute.
I need to start writing more per week - no more once a week although I know some of you look forward to this one - maybe that is what the problem is. It doesn't help that my laptop is out of sorts right now - so it will be easier once I get that issue fixed. I want to look fabulous for my favourite city in 39 days, so gotta get my ass in gear. I feel like I have gained possibly a couple of pounds, so we will see first thing tomorrow. I didn't weigh myself this morning - maybe that is a sign? Maybe I have truly given up now? How could I not remember before I walked out the door? or when I first woke up? The scale was put back in my bathroom, so maybe that's why. Anyway, I will do it first thing when I wake up tomorrow and see where I am at. For those who read today hoping for the number, my sincerest of apologies, but you will have it tomorrow.
I was taunted by the chocolate chip cookie at Starbucks this morning....I still didn't give in. That is the first time in a while. I did go to Dimmi in Yorkville on Friday for dinner, had incredible company, but also had the most amazing goats cheese, chicken and roasted red pepper thin crust pizza of my life - this pizza is not on the menu, they made it for me and I tell ya, it was heaven. The perfect combination of food I have ever known. Equal to eggs benedict (which I will tell you about the BEST in the city in just a minute). The conversation turned to shows from the 80's, including Romper Room - the one where the host called out names in the "magic" mirror and her friend "Doobie" the bee? Take a minute and think about that if you haven't already. Disturbing. From there, the 20 minute workout came up in conversation.
Now, I don't know about you, but do you remember the 20 minute workout? Those three girls, sometimes more, in a studio, with different bright colour outfits on? We pulled up the video on my Blackberry and were shocked at the results. I remember the cool colourful outfits and the big hair - but did not remember at the age of 8, how inappropriate it actually was. All I remember is "one and two and three and four, take it the right, and left, and right, and left, now take it to the bridge". That is what I remembered. I didn't remember that it was softcore porn. It looked like a workout to me at that age and back then there wasn't even swearing allowed on TV, let alone porn. The camera angles? wowsers. You get EVERY angle of these girls. The positions? The open mouths? I never "workout" like that with my friends, nor am I that close to someone when I "workout". They aren't "working out" that hard either, in fact, I don't really think it should have been called a "workout" perhaps working girls? 20 Minute Working Girls would make more sense to me looking back. This show was definitely created, filmed and produced by a man. Also, what kind of work out can you get in 20 minutes? This video wouldn't fly these days - unless you needed some entertainment. Take a look for yourself:
Maybe if I "workout" like this I could lose the remaining weight in about 10 years, as opposed to May 2010. There is nothing else left to say, I just needed to share this with you because it certainly provided endless entertainment and an in awe response both Friday and Sunday.
Sunday. Baby Momma's Non-Baby Shower. Shout out to Baby Momma, What? What! Coming from the most fabulous of ladies, could we expect nothing short of a fabulous non-baby shower? I must say, and not to offend anyone, but this was the best non-baby shower I have ever been to. We went to Moroco Chocolat in Yorkville http://www.morocochocolat.com/. Did you follow the link? Need I say more? Not only is the ambiance magnificent, and you walk through a bright and modern chocolat shop on the way in, the dark grey and rustic purple walls, furnishings and accent pillows were fantastique! Greeted with Mimosas (amazing touch Baby Momma) and the best eggs benedict served with greens accompanied with a lovely light dressing - the difference between this eggs benedict and any other is that they put butter on the toasted english muffin. Also, they also sprinkle it with Gruyere Cheese. Phenomenal. I didn't think that I could love eggs benedict more, but I do now. My second serving of it since I started my blog / new lifestyle and every bite was worth every calorie / fat gram counted. I am happy to say that it is my new favourite restaurant in the city. I do LOVE Sassafraz for brunch, don't get me wrong, but I need to go back to Moroco immediately. In fact, I am waiting to confirm brunch plans this Sunday. I tried bites of the banana pancakes and berry crepes, but did I mention the dessert trays presented at each table? Spring rolls filled with chocolat, peanut butter and banana, to be dipped in the caramel sauce. Decadent mini brownies, heart shaped chocolate raspberry cake, mini shortbread cookies to be dipped in the raspberry coulis. I had dessert. Who are we kidding? The coffee? An Americano, served with a mini chocolat with caramel on the inside. Yes, I put it in my coffee. There aren't enough words that I can think of to express my love for this place. I was ready to move in after sitting in the most comfortable and gorgeous couch ever. The bathrooms were even more gorgeous. The service was spectacular. Our server was not only extremely attractive, he was extremely attentive. The company was incredible and I felt so lucky and honoured to be included and surrounded by such a fabulous group of women. Cheers to J.B.D., Baby Momma and all of the lovely ladies who made the shower such a magnificent event to be a part of.
Tonight? Walk my ass off AS SOON AS I GET HOME. No more excuses L.A.Z.Y. PFF! After that chocolat and not walking for almost a week, lets pull it together and get it done!
Exercise this week: Try to think of decorating my apartment to look like Moroco Chocolat. Rustic purple, dark charcoal grey.....gorgeous. Walk tonight, tomorrow with guest walker, Raptors home opener Wednesday....walk Thursday & Friday. Enjoy another brunch at Moroco Chocolat Sunday and blog more this week.
Blog Soon,
PFF
p.s. The Big Phat Weight Reveal - Week 9 part 2 - weight tomorrow.
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