The Runner's What?

Hey gang. Guess what. Yes, I went running. No, I did not experience the runner's high. Probably because I was semi-walk/jogging. Running was an overstatement. I did intervals of 1 minute jogging 90 seconds walking. It went completely well except for the fact that there is an uncontrollable throbbing pain in my right knee that is telling me to never do that again. I refuse to listen to my knee. Or any of my body parts actually, because I shouldn't be conversing with them in the first place. Not that I do that, hence the refusing.

Also, I had a check up with the doctah today and I'm all good, except for I have somehow managed to shrink by half an inch since 4 weeks ago when I was last there. Should I talk to my body parts about this?

I am currently sitting next to a diablo 2 lord of destruction made for pc game, because my brother, who is 26 and still fervently plays these games, called and wanted the updated version. I have an issue with people that think their little sisters would be just delighted to read off the minuscule code on the side upwards of 567897 numbers long. Bro, you gotta learn yo siblings.

Back to the whole fitness thing: I missed yoga tonight because of the knee. Damn knee. That's all I have for tonight, except that I ate so freaking healthy today and everyone should be proud. My green monster smoothies every morning with 4 cups o'spinach make me feel GREAT all the live long day. I also wanna give a shout out to one of my best friends and currently the only follower I've got, MR ALEXANDRA LOCHE, and say that even if you have trouble trusting people cause were all bitches and ho's, I love you to death and a little after. And I'll never, ever stop. You mah gurl, gurl.

So, on that sentimental note, I'm off to listen to listen to some Bowie, and simultaneously watch say yes to the dress. Cause I'm that good.

-Lolita Lucia

PS - this iconic and legendary image is of a student living in the dorm I will next year, from last years halloween party. I'm not worried for who I will turn out to be, at all. In any way. Goodnight.

The Concrete: The Enemy

Well guys, guess what. I did not work out yesterday. Usually this makes me feel like complete shit even if I'm taking one day off a week. It truly sucks. Fortunately, I have decided to start the C25K program, which gradually increases running time over 9 weeks until you can jog 3 miles without stopping. By all means do think I'm pathetic for not being able to complete 3 miles. As of right now I can do about 12 seconds. Give or take a few huge panting sessions on my part.

So here's the deal! I'm going to do this Sundays, Mondays, and Wednesdays. Also, I have yoga on mondays and my abs/cardio class on tuesdays and thursdays. Lemme tell you, I haven't been doing the classes long enough to have lost inches or anything, but the definition in my arms compared to when I started is bogus. When I flex, something actually happens. Movement. Pretty freaking cool.

Another delightful thing happened to me today, and I won't lie, I wasn't expecting it. I had chosen to dip into my ever-decreasing savings and buy a resistance band, yoga ball, jumprope, and meausring cups all from the most notable and enjoying online product distributor in the world, AMAZON, and out of the blue my mom said she'd get it all.

Yes, tis true. I payed nothing. Like I said, delightful.

So folks, I'll be going to my cardio class today and burning off the spoonful of peanutbutter I had at lunch, attempting to attend my friends orchestra concert half an hour after without smelling like sweaty socks, and completing an english assignment I should've done last week (due tomorrow).

-lolita lucia.

ps - I put 4 cups of spinach in my smoothie today. can I just say SUCCESS

pps - that cuteass dog is now the size of a basilisk and is somehow still that cute. He's mine, as well.

You Did What?!

Oh yeah. I did. and damn, did I do it with thousands of failed attempts and lots of cereal. Let me back up, because undoubtedly you have no idea what I'm talking about, and if you do you should contact me because you might be psychic and I want first dibs. Backing up: First off, this blog is not to showcase my superior and witty writing skills, for I have other friends who actually want to write for a living, and I will let them do that. This blog is to either make an ass of myself trying to chronologically record my getting fit attempt, or to (say whaaaat) succeed and inspire, or something like that. Get ready for a lot of complaining and pictures of chocolate.

Now that thats out of the way, let me tell you oh so arrogantly what I did. I decided to lose some freaking weight the correct way, and slowly. What?! Yeah, I said it. I'm okay with this process taking 4 or 5 months. Or my whole life. I should be able to move up to 10lb weights by then. If not, we can go ahead and classify this blog as me lookin' a fool. But at least you get to watch me do it! By the way, I expect everyone to follow this blog till the end of their days, and longer. Get ready for some serious dedication and loyalty on your part.

Summary of Today: haven't worked out. been eating hersheys kisses. average day at school. failed math test. experimented with watercolor pencils. semi-success. vaccuumed my car.

I'm going to go eat some more now. I'll put up my goals in the lata hours!

- Lolita Lucia (definitely not my real name.)

PS - about the lovely photo. I live in Texas, and I do not ride a horse to school.