Pancho and Lone Ranger?

STEF! You are no longer the lone ranger. I have been reading the posts, just not adding any insight. I did join the gym about two weeks ago and have already been a few times. I'm having a hard time fitting it into my crazy schedule. With all the traveling and long hours, I can't find time to make it to the gym. But I've been 7 times in the last two weeks. Not too bad if I do say so myself. I might even go tomorrow at 5...

Sis, I'm glad you went to the yoga class. I know we've already talked about it but - I'm hoping to find one too.

As far as the 1/2 marathon goes...I think we should try it again. What do y'all think? We'll talk over Thanksgiving, but EVERYONE bring your running shoes. At this point we should all be about the same "out-of-shape-ness". I'm trying to talk BJ into training with me...I need a partner to run the long runs. I have my doubts that BJ will really do it, but it's worth a try, right?

I love both of you...and Cam we are all still waiting on, oh what, like your second post...

The Danger Zone

Sorry, I just watched Top Gun and couldn't think of a less lame title. But I did go a little outside of my comfort zone today and went to a beginner's yoga class. And I'm hooked. There were no cheesy oohmms or Enya, but there were people who were elegantly thin and incredibly flexible. I decided I wanted to be more like that. And of course, the added bonus was the way it made me feel. My back and neck have never felt so fabulous and I'm already missing the warm, loose, relaxed feeling. It wasn't nearly as easy as I thought it would be either: my legs, arms, and back muscles burned as I sweated just because I was holding my body in a certain (and awkward) position. I'm not saying I would want to do it every day or even as my main workout. (I still lov...I mean appreciate a good heart-pumping cardio that make me sweat buckets and makes my limbs feel like they are going to fall off.) But it was a nice change up that I'm pretty sure I'll make as part of my new routine! :)

Just thought I would tell everyone who doesn't care anymore (yes, that would be you: Erika and Cameron) that I have started the Shape Fitness Plan. I wanted to put it out there in the open so everyone could see and that maybe it would help me stick to it. I'm getting tired of my so-called support group not being very supportive. Nice to know you're there for me.

Aaaallll by myself

Yep, just like the Celine Dion song.  I know it has been ages, but guess what? My muscles are still there!!  I'm guessing they are much smaller/weaker with a good amount of added adipose tissue (aka fat for all of those non-sciencey people).  But good news: I think I might actually have a little self-motivation swimming around somewhere deep, very deep, down inside. Erika, that means I went to work out without anyone asking/hinting/dragging me.  Although my roommates swear they will one day, I'm on my own when it comes to hitting the gym.  We've started a little competition, and I'm bound and determined to not be fat/win (I would love to be the hot roommate).  I'm tired of being that girl that is cute but could be beautiful if she lost 20 pounds.  Yesterday I weighed in at...169. And yes, I winced.  But I've decided that I want certain things by the time I'm 23 and I better start now or none of them will come about.  (I have just under 6 months.)

First things first, gym time is no longer an option--like class.  I wouldn't skip class, so why would I skip something that benefits me even more?  Plus, I've notice that there are quite a few cute guys at the gym and I haven't been seeing any wedding bands... I'm just sayin' so stop judging! A girl's got to do all she can when she's constantly surrounded by 80 other girls all week!!  Well, I'm off to go study for my mrs, I mean class.  So if any of my sisters want to chime in anytime soon, it would be great to hear from you.

Chronoimpaired

I'm beginning to wonder why God didn't create 36 hour days.  Everything seems to be flying around me at warp speed while I'm tripping over the first stumbling block.  Stepping into a new city, at a new school, with a new schedule is a little more overwhelming than I thought it would be. (Moi? Underestimating my responsibilities? I know, completely uncharacteristic!)  And even though it's the end of week three, I still don't have a routine and the school continues changing things up.  

I'm hoping that this next week will truly set the stage for the next couple of years.  We are finally getting to go to the hospital and we are also having our first set of tests.  I'm trying not to freak out too much so that I can do what I can to plan and study ahead while still keeping an ounce of sanity.  But seriously, if God had created a 36 hour day I could be super-student and get 12 hours of sleep. Oh yeah, and run... 

Speaking of running, since that's what the blog is supposed to be about. I did run yesterday.  I think it was 5 miles but I'm not sure.  A whole bona-fide-city and I can't seem to find a single place marked for runners.  Yes I'm about to have a mini-bf.  I went to the White Rock Lake Park couldn't find road marks, a map, nothing.  And this is supposed to be a running park!! I ended up just running for 70 mins because I didn't know where I was going or how far.  I guess it was only next to miserable.  Good news: I passed a few people walking and felt far superior (and slightly skinnier).  

Sorry it's not much of an update, somethings better than nothing though, right?

Kumbaya My Lord

So my worries have come to fruition. Week one = 2 runs. Between a new job, moving and trying to get a pampered "granddog" back on a schedule has been a bit much. Stef - super stoked about your new find. Hope the park works out well. As for love at first sight... oh you will find someone, they might just be a tall skinny red head that is read faced too with tape on the nose piece of his glass. But, you can take one for the team, right? Especially if he is that rich doctor. Hopefully some successful surgeon. Then he will be gone so much you will probably have to hire a super sexy cabana boy just to pass the time.

Running option around my complex are scarce. I'm trying to find a place to walk Terre and that's not going to happen, I'm afraid, without a car ride. And, dog hair in the new car...I'm a bit hesitant to pull the trigger. Lufkin is in no means home, but seems very friendly and almost pleasantville-esque. Sometimes I expect a 115 lb. Stepford wife to short out as dabs the sweet from her forehead during her evening walk (no lie, they live out this way). I'm really enjoying my job and in the short time here haven't found any time to explore. My apt is coming together but I'm still living among a few boxes. Speaking of moving in - Sis your apt looks super cute! I'm very jealous. You and Cass did a great job. Of course I fell in love with the pink accents in the bathroom. 

Alright sweet girls, I'm headed off to tackle my closet and then off to the office to grab some work. Hopefully, a run will follow suit. Much Love. E

The Big D

I am officially all moved in! Soooo, I thought I would share some pictures from my new room.  Oh yeah, the diet and workout is right on track.  Ran 3 miles on the treadmill and almost died, but I did run it is 28 minutes. But I'm pretty sure I sweated off five pounds. Anyways, without further adieu:
    

Pictures of us! And yes, I'm vain enough to want myself in every one.  Also, I am showing off my alcoholic ways...but at least it's cute, right?
   

Now for the rest of my stuff, plus a picture of Cassidy's.  I didn't have enough stuff apparently.

     

Lastly, our bathroom with a wonderful picture for further motivation.