But, the weekend has progressed. It is Sunday night, today was my day off, and I go back in to work at 7AM tomorrow morning.
I made a delicious dinner tonight. My first since I dropped John off at the airport on Thursday (He's gone until the 5th!). I had a fillet of tilapia, some sauteed spinach, and a veggie-stuffed green pepper. Lots of veggies (probably three servings!) and some good proteins to boot. For having to make dinner alone, and do the clean-up, and the dishes, and the putting away of ingredients and leftovers, I must say I am still a fan of eating at home rather than eating out. I can have seconds, I can have less spinach and more fish if I want, and best of all, I know where my food came from!
Last night I met up with some gym bunny friends and my Zumba instructor, Johnny, to celebrate his birthday. The rest of the gang went off dancing at a Latin club afterwards, but I was so tired having worked that morning that I just came home and passed out. It was a nice time. One of the girls there is an instructor where my mother-in-law goes (a cardio club) and she is super sweet. I imagine we could be friends if I had time to make and maintain a friendship. I ordered a chicken cesar salad, and felt ashamed when I looked up and everyone else who ordered a salad stopped halfway through their bowl and was "stuffed". Being the biggest at the table, I know I should not feel guilty for finishing a fucking entree salad, but I did. So, I didn't finish it. I left 5 or 6 bites on it, and watched it get taken away to be thrown away. \sigh
This morning Julie and I went to breakfast, and we had omelettes and then ran around to Target and some other stores. We always have a nice time, and I don't feel like "the wife" when I'm with her (like some in-laws make their child's spouse feel). We had fun, we laughed, we tried weird clothes on (well I did because with her I have no shame!). We also stopped in to Planet Fitness, to look and see if that gym would be a good fit for us. Julie is tired of only going to a few zumba classes a week at her cardio club, and I feel like the gym I go to is catered to juicers and cliques of girls in yoga pants. When I go to use the free weights I feel the neckless 'roiders staring down at me, and when I try a new class I feel like the group of girls who suck up to the instructor are whispering about me as I walk by to find a spot in the back. With Planet Fitness, they are big on being a "JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE" and even have a working "Lunk Alarm" when people are being mindless lift machines. It has a ton of treadmills, ellipticals, arc trainers, and bikes, plus machines and even a small free weight area, free of huge weights and deadlift machines. We are considering joining. Julie has already put in her notice at her club, and tomorrow I go in to cancel my current membership. Overall, it was a good day. I came home and buckled down, got some homework done, and then made dinner, and a cup of coffee afterwards. Now, I should be getting back to homework, but I just felt like sharing my normal day with you two or three people who read this.
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