Balancing life, health & love
Sofia · 22 · Portuguese · Living with the boyfriend · Baker · Addicted to food · Gluten Free
Rest day, finally.
Today’s my grandma’s birthday, so I’m going straight to her’s and will spend the weekend there. There used to be a gym at her apartments, I hope there still is. Or maybe I can go try the gym she goes to which has some classes (Zumba, maybe?).
I stepped on the scale this morning and I didn’t like what it showed, I’m hoping all the muscle pain is causing some water retention and that’s the explanation. I mean, we have been eating worse that the last couple of weeks, but we’re sticking with soup before every meal and very small portions of the main course.
No matter what the reason I have to work hard to make sure WIW (on Thursday) goes as it is supposed to. Although I’m not planning on working out tomorrow either…
Ruca and our Zumba instructor had been talking at the end of class and he’s always super nice. Last week they talked for do long I was out of the shower when they finally said good-bye (I know because the gym was closing for the night and Ruca said the alarm was what made them realize they had been standing there talking for so long).
Instead of standing outside the studio in sweaty clothes the boys decided they would do something together this week after class.
Again they were so into their conversation I went to an appointment and back in time to have lunch with them and the instructor’s “friend” who also happens to be a Zumba/bodyjam instructor.
And that was weird. Not because of them, they’re incredibly nice and the conversation was good, but our meals… Well, Ruca and I ate soup and then shared a main course which consisted of grilled turkey, boiled veggies and rice. We also drank water. They both had coke, deep friend stuffed meat with rice and fries.
Eventually we went into the whole working out/dieting conversation, during which I admitted to having been obese.
I’m pretty sure that was just awkward for me, especially because I’m ashamed of not being more physically active and all in all fitter.
Anywho, before we parted ways we said we’d go to one of their Zumba classes followed my a BodyJam class at this other gym they work at. At least if we make these conversations/lunches a regular thing we’ll be more active.
Don’t tell anyone I’m in bed delaying the fact I have to go for a run and get some house work done before 10h30. It’s 8h10 now…
Ruca pulled me back to bed when I woke up at 8 am and is only now getting ready to leave the house and go to school.
I have to go to the bank before lunch and go meet this person who’s selling a PS2 game I’ve been looking for for a while.
I also want to go for week 5 of C25K run, but I disliked the path I took last time and Ruca says that going the other way is even worse (more hills). I also don’t want to run at the gym…
Le sigh, I’ll just have to suck it up and go for the damn run and be done with it. I know I won’t regret doing it, and I’ll regret it if I don’t do it…