Miles and miles

I think I actually wore out my treadmill. Show of hands... who thought that would ever happen? Anyone?

The belt seems to have stopped working. And that is not cool. If my treadmill is broken, I'll be very unhappy. How else will I drop those seven pounds before Thanksgiving?

You know I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see the TV

Turns out my treadmill obsession has resulted in two casualties. But when you consider I've walked about 1,000 miles on that thing in the past year, I suppose it was bound to happen. Why can't all of my thigh dimples have been lost in the cause?

Last night, during a bout of insomnia around 2 a.m., my bedroom television went bonkers. Thankfully by unplugging my TV and the cable box, I was able to reset the hard drive this afternoon and it resumed its usual clarity. For now. Knock on wood. I actually had heart palpitations when the picture went awry. Because if I can't watch Clinton and Stacy mock bad clothing choices whilst exercising like a hamster on a wheel, I surely will avoid exercise even more than I usually do.

I did, however, replace my running shoes today. (Which I use for walking. Shut up.) I figure those shoes are one of the few things in the entirety of my life that I've actually gotten my (or someone else's) money's worth out of. They still look good due to excessive indoor exposure, but the arches have broken down a bit and they're making my feet hurt. But I don't want to take any chances, so I'll be getting a pedicure tomorrow, just in case.

The one thing I avoid more than working out these days? Working. Number of hours I should have worked when I got home tonight = >2. Number of hours I actually worked when I got home tonight = 0. I did, however, leave the office after 6 p.m. But I also came in late, went shopping at lunch, and got a massage.

Tomorrow's the second Board meeting in less than a month and I'm not sure how to say anything different than I said three weeks ago. But since most of them were asleep during that riveting presentation, I suppose I could just regurgitate old info. And since I didn't get my PowerPoint or video done tonight, I guess it's an early morning.

But the good news is it's football season, the weather is gorgeous, and I'm in a happy mood. Plus, I'm super excited that my BFF Alisa will be in Rogers for three days next week and we are hitting the town for food and frivolity. And I (hopefully) get to stay with Kelly.

Life is awesome.

You give me fever

It's been a weird day. Yesterday I thought maybe I was getting a fever blister. This morning I woke up with FOUR of 'em and my upper lip turned inside out. It is not cute. Needless to say, I stayed away from the public today.

This afternoon I finally took down the Christmas decorations and now my house looks empty and sad. At least it was warm (really, really warm) in the attic.

The good news of the day? I've logged six miles on the treadmill. I may look like a leper, but at least I'm burning calories!

Unlucky #7

Seven is no longer considered a lucky number for me. Not when the scales moved up seven pounds in five days. How much Halloween candy could I have possibly eaten?

Since it's such a beautiful day, I packed my tennis shoes and walked around the Center of Learning at lunch. I don't think I walked off seven pounds, but I did see some interesting characters.

I'm stopping by to see Huey, Dewie and Louie's Halloween garb before heading to Little Rock, so I'll be posting some pics later. And hopefully Taylor will remember to send me pics of his bro and sis as well.

I'm already tasting the lettuce wraps at P.F. Chang's... yum!