Monday, February 25, 2013
JESUS SPOTTED ON THE BEACH
Walking along the beach in Del Mar, I spotted this wonderful orange striped umbrella. I approached the lady sitting under the umbrella to ask her permission to take a photo on my iPhone. I got closer, then closer, then was standing right beside her and she still didn't notice me, and NO, she wasn't sleeping. So I politely said, "Excuse me". I apparently startled her because she slapped her hand on her chest and blurted out "JESUS"! I responded, "Oh no, it's just me, Paula". Wide-eyed she says, "Jesus" again, still holding her chest and looking at me like she really was having a spiritual encounter. Not knowing what to do I said, "I know him, but really, it's just me, Paula". Then she relaxed and started laughing, we chatted and hence I have this photo instead of a black eye. It was worth the risk, don't you think?
Disclaimer: I am watching the morning national weather reports of snow or storms throughout the US today (FEB 25) as I am writing this, so I sincerely apologize for any preconceived taunting. We have earthquakes and fires if that helps lessen the blow.
Being an artist is by nature a sedentary lifestyle. I stepped on the scale last week. I suspected it was broken last time I stepped on it, but now I'm sure of it. I will walk more, get back into exercise and watch my calories. I tried a spin class. I walked into the dark room and was instantly intimidated. Everyone looked all buff and in charge so I finally approached a group to ask who the instructor was. The one sitting on the floor looks up and without speaking does this body language thing to non-verbally say "Dah". I asked her to show me how to use the bike or any needed advise. She instructed me how to adjust the seat and insert my feet in the basket thingies, then said, "If you feel like you're going to pass out, well...just suck it up". I ended up in between two maniac women half my age who actually sped up during the short breaks. I wasn't told what to do when the instructor yelled "Left". "Left again". I finally figured it out by watching the speed racers on either side of me. I survived but cursed under my breath as I held on to the handrail with both hands going down because my rubber legs quit working.
Started back into BodyPump on Saturday. Couldn't walk or raise my arms yesterday so I decided to count my calories instead of working out. That was just as painful and a real eye opener. I eat all the right foods, oat bran, plain greek yogurt, salmon, veggies. However, after lunch I had already consumed 935 calories. What??? I never payed attention to how even the calories in healthy foods add up. More exercise and water; less w(h)ine. Boo hoo.