Well, due to illness and asthma, my Brazil Butt Lift challenge was a total bust. I wasn't able to work out all week, until today, and I was too worn out to deal with following the diet. So! On to round two.
This week, my goals are pretty simple: to work out everyday (that means setting an alarm, Jones!) and to eat as clean as I can, which for me means no sugar or flour and eating mostly vegetables, lean protein, fruit and a little dairy (cottage cheese and fat-free plain yogurt). The good news is that since I didn't make a bunch of the meals last week, I have a fridge stocked with healthy stuff.
While being sick sort of busted up my week, the weekend so far has been great. By Thursday I was basically feeling like myself again, just in time for the Hubs to go out of town on a birding trip to the coast. I thought about going with Miss E, since I think she'd love to see the birds and the beach, but a 5 hour car trip alone with a toddler to spend 24 hours there = not gonna happen in my book.
But lots of mama-kiddo fun has been going on! Last night (Friday) we had an impromptu pizza night out at Mandola's with S and her little one that ended with chocolate fro-yo dripped all over Miss E and her panda bear lovey. We had such a nice time and ate so dang much, we decided to all meet at Town Lake this morning for a run. The mamas pushed the strollers while the little ones rode. Miss E likes to run, too, so we had some fun with her running along side.
It was a beautiful spring morning and, feeling ambitious, we took the four-mile loop. At Auditorium Shores, they were setting up for the Reggae Festival. We had to do a little stroller off-roading to maneuver around some fences to get to the ramp over the bridge, and there all kinds of college-age hippies camped out on the ramp gettin' high. We practically got hotboxed in the out of doors: these people were not messing around. Did I mention it was about 10:00am? Yes, they took their reggae festival quite seriously. I had hoped Miss E would at least make it to high school before being in such close proximity to weed, but what are you going to do.
Next up on the bridge was one of those Play Me, I'm Yours pianos. The player was accompanied by a gorgeous opera singer, who turned out to be a mom from the same daycare S's little one attends. So to recap: we encountered 20 people smoking dope on a public trail and a professional opera singer performing before we made it halfway across the First Street Bridge. Only in Austin, right? I'm so glad we live in this quirky, charming beautiful little place in the world. But nobody else come! Unless I already know you. :)
This afternoon we were invited to a 3-year-old's birthday party at Gymboree, where I'd never been before. It was great: essentially a padded cell, but for preschoolers. Miss E was so excited and ran around like a banshee. She played all the games and was not overwhelmed or intimidated at all. A lot of the kids there were from her school, so I think she was really comfortable. Given our busy morning, I was surprised she has so much energy!
This evening, I asked her what she wanted for dinner: leftover pizza or shells and cheese. She said shells and cheese (I asked twice), I made them (FROM SCRATCH mind you) and they were of course rejected outright. ARGH. I am going to have to find a way to keep this picky eating thing from driving me insane! Of course, I think it's also a toddler thing ("that one that one that one....NOOOO NOT THAT ONE). Serenity now.
But these are minor, compared to getting to spend quality time with the little bug. I generally feel a bit guilty all week for working full time and having to rush around everywhere all week: to daycare, back home, get dinner done, bath bedtime hurry hurry hurry. I try to cram in as much fun time with her on the weekends so that I don't feel quite so bad during the week. I don't know if that makes up for it, but it's what we've got for now.
Off to set and alarm to wake up and get my butt kicked, Brazil style!
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