I lied on Twitter last month. Well, I did remember, but I didn't remember long enough. I remembered 12 of 12 this month.


Friday morning weigh-in. Back up to 156 pounds, still stagnant. I am really hoping this is due to putting on muscle, and the improving definition in my upper arms and quads seems to support this theory. I suspect it may also have something to do with monthly water-retention, but I'm sure you all wanted to know that. :)


All my stuff that has to squeeze into my backpack. Work clothes, lunch, book...it's less of a chore now that I don't have to carry two pairs of shoes around. And yes, that's a recliner in my kitchen. I'm thinking about replacing the kitchen table with a table and bar stools so the recliner isn't so squished. I really like having it in the kitchen.


And the reason why everything has to fit on my back. My pride and joy, and less than practical mode of transportation when it's raining. Which, come to find out, it was supposed to do all day, and I thought it was supposed to stop around nine. Whoops.


This is my gym. Class today was 45 seconds each of kettlebell swings, lunges, bent over rows and sprints, with 30 second rest between for five rounds. I've had two different people comment this week on how much my endurance and agility have improved in the past couple of months since I started working out here. Yay for Crossfit!


Some of you may remember how I spent a boatload of money to outfit my gym locker. Well, this is what $125 of organizational and personal care products looks like.


And this was the last piece of the puzzle to managing my problem with getting sick after workouts. This is Advocare's Rehydrate electrolyte replacement drink. I drink one before and after a workout, and my headaches and nausea are history. I can't tell you how glad I am to finally be able to manage this problem.


This is about where I spent several hours thinking I was $1400 in the hole, so I wasn't thinking much about taking pictures. There was lunch, a ribbon cutting, trading the bike for the truck, a trip to the library and a swing by the Den for cheap pop. There were some Playboy bunnies signing autographs there, but no pictures of them, either. Hey, $1400 is a lot of money, and I'm a straight woman. I didn't think about taking pictures.



The next disc of Doctor Who was ready to pick up from the library. I finally caved to peer pressure and started watching. This is the third disc of season one, and I've so far managed to remain unspoiled, for the most part. Let's please keep it that way.


I'm finishing singing a song before I head into the grocery store after work. I'm still madly in love with Aimee Mann and her latest album is so easy to sing, if I can get the words down and my lower register is cooperating.


If I'm bringing beer next week, I'm bringing something local. This is good Amish beer, brewed down the road in Amana at the Millstream Brewery. I didn't see any Oktoberfest yet, which is my favorite, but there's a white ale named after John's Grocery that I haven't tried yet in there, as well as a chocolate stout. Mmm...beer.


On the way home. Street vendors are putting up tents across the street from Kinnick stadium. It's the big interstate rivalry between Iowa and Iowa State tomorrow, which is the biggest tailgating game of the season. It's supposed to keep raining tomorrow, though, so that's going to suck.


Even my front door is in the spirit. And yes, I see that the gold sign and the red door make Iowa State colors. I did consider covering my door in black trash bags for the day. I still may. :)


And I'm skipping tae kwon do tonight because I'm completely wiped out. I've been going practically non-stop since Tuesday, and I need a couple hours of R&R so I don't drop dead in the middle of the weekend. I'm going to watch TV and work on the baby blanket I'm making for next-door neighbors Doug and Amy's baby, due in December.

Go Hawks!