This is what the sky looked like when I got to the farm after spinning class tonight--around 7:30. It was hot, but really pretty, all day. Until I got home to do the things that I do after work, of course.
But that is all right, my whole day was pissy pissy pissy. It was fine until I went for my weigh-in this morning. I was so excited, I knew it was going to be good--and it was not as good as expected. I only lost. 2.25 pounds. Damn it. I really worked hard--2 training sessions, 4 spinning classes, under 100 carbs a day for every day but one--I really thought I would get close to losing all the 7 pounds I had gained back.
But oh no. Hell no. I was so disappointed, that when the Beast got on to me about something, I actually frigging cried. At the gym. Like some sort of damn girl. It was awful. I tried to get away from him, but he caught me at it and that set me off worse. So there I stood blubbering all over his shirt like a mental patient. It was truly appalling.
He worked me so hard though that I got my crying over with--can't cry and sweat simultaneously for very long. It was a good workout. Then I did right eating only a hamburger patty and green beans for lunch, then I worked my butt off at work.
I got caught up in a new case that is very confusing. Round and round I went for 1600 pages trying to figure out which end is up, which is hard enough with some of these cases, but when you have a certifiably insane person doing all the talking it is even worse.
I guess the word spread that I was having a day. One of my antagonizers at work (a good one) has a habit of sneaking up on me and scaring me half to death while I am concentrating. Then he comes in and sits in the chair and THEN asks if he can come in and sit down. He did that, and started asking me some legal stuff. I was trying to concentrate but I think my poor little brain was over-taxed. Before I knew what had happened, we agreed I am an idiot and I threw him out of my office. Then I cackled so long and hard someone came to check on me.
I think the psychotic break is coming on. I really do.
Tomorrow has to be better. I am going to insist it be free of jackassery and people who do not appreciate things. Or else. 
Monday, August 17, 2009
Stormy--in more ways than one
Posted by Paige at 8:37 PM
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blubbered all over his shirt huh?
that sounds....interesting. Do tell. *taps fingers on desk*.
Pretty much what it sounds like. I was mad, and he was aggravating me, and I was trying to get a grip on myself, but he would not leave it alone. Next thing you know I was standing there next to the damn ab machine crying and sniffling and carrying on until I snotted up his shirt.
He pisses me off but he is a good boy. And I am pretty sure he has been punished for making me mad by me crying on him. He has the torn bicep that is a mess and huts something fierce, but he still hugged me til I quit bawling
You know it takes a few days for the work to pay off. You'll lose the weight next week that you worked off last week. I actually went to the gym Friday and Sunday and plan to go tomorrow.
You're doing great. Just hang in there.
Sounds like you and Barry had a good weekend.
Love you,
Mom
oh my gosh, i laughed so hard... sounds like me when i am stressed and exhausted. i cry easily and over the slightest thing... hahaha!
Definitely a "Paige-aster" kind of day!! I too had one of those is anything going to go right Mondays...So hopefully our Tuesday will be better!!
Girl or boy-----it is allowed to cry---once in awhile. So What!
Two Moms now say be patient----those extra pounds will come off-----PERSEVERE!
and I appreciate your stories, photography, and your blog and friendship.
Enjoy Carol
Keep up the hardwork Paige, it will pay off. Can we make today the National Free of Jackassery Day? I think we could all use it.
At least you are losing weight! I've been going to the gym for a year and haven't lost one pound! That's right. 2 days a week w/trainer 5 days a week cardio and ONE ONE POUND! Talk about pissed!
Give'em Hell Paige!
ohhh, I did that last Friday. It came out of no where. Had myself a good ole crying fit. (Hence the liquid carbs)
Got up Saturday morning and worked out. Luckily I didn't do too much damage.
Keep at it.
I don't think I could go to the gym I think I would cry every day. :)
You've just had an awful time lately. I'm with your Mom and Carol - you'll lose those pounds next week. Exercise takes time to catch up.
You are quite the mess aren't you, Miss Paige. LOL I say The Beast deserved to be snotted on for being such a hard ass. But you can do it. You have to. I am failing miserably, someone must succeed and I nominate you. :)
OMG a day without Jackassery? I just wouldn't know what to do with myself.
And really if it weren't the trainer to make you cry it probably would have been someone else later in the day. I know this from experience. Up down, who are we?
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