I love walking. It's probably my favorite form of exercise and something that I would do even if it wasn't necessary.
Unfortunately, I live in Texas and with the weather this time of year . . . eek. Let's just say that by the time I finish a two mile walk, I look like a Spring Breaker participating in a wet t-shirt contest. Only not as hot. Most of those chicks don't have tennis-balls-in-old-droopy-gym-socks for boobs.
If the boys and I wake up and get breakfast taken care of by 7:30 and the temperate has managed to stay below 85 degrees, then we'll go for a walk. I'm usually still sweating by the time we get home regardless . . . but, it's better than trying to walk away the pounds once the day has worn on and the temps have risen even more.
The weather the past few days has been extremely uncharacteristic for Texas in August and the boys and I have been able to take several walks (still in the morning, though, it may not be 106 degrees at 5:00 but hot is hot, and this fat girl don't play)! This morning, we did the normal walk around the subdivision and also stopped at the park. My toddler was able to play on the playground while my baby and I did laps around the perimeter of it. I'm so read for fall when this can become a regular part of our daily routine. It's a win-win. I get the exercise and my kiddo is worn out from playing hard. Can't beat it!
So what kind of exercise is one to do when it's hotashell outside? Well, I am one lucky beyotch. The hubs bought an exercise bike back in 2004 -- before we even met and while I was still a party girl with a taunt tummy (day-umn, four years can change things!) The bike had set in a box until a month or so ago when he put it together for me. So now I am able to peddle away the pounds.
I love it. I do.
And I've figured out the best possible way to peddle away the time as I'm peddling away the pounds.
I have perfected the art of balancing my laptop while I'm on the bike. My hubs swears it's a way-tooo-funny for words sight. But, I really don't care. It helps. This afternoon, in fact, I was plugging away looking at different weight loss blogs. I was so in my own little world that when I finally took the time to look at the counter, I had peddled for 80 minutes! I figured if I could do 80 then I could sure as hell do 90. By the time I made it to 90 minutes, I had gone 20 miles and burned 396 calories. No way I was stopping there so I peddled a little longer until I reached that 400 calorie mark. My ass hurt like hell when I got off and I know I was walking like a cowboy, but damn . . . 90 minutes, 20 miles, 400 calories? That'll make a girl feel goooood!
Monday's Menu:
Breakfast:
Biscuts with honey
Points: 6
Lunch:
Bacon Swiss sandwich
Gerber puffs
Points: 7
Snack:
S'more Sundae
Points: 3
Dinner:
Mexican Pizza
Chips
Points: 6
Total Points: 22
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