Gym rat I am not.

So here I am again, hanging out on blogger with my lofty expectations for myself of going fat to fit.

Life has totally got in the way of my fitness goals. I don't think I have been to the gym since I got back from Hawaii, except for yesterday, when I made my triumphant return to the machines and the mats.

Things have been a bit crazy. Just before I went to Hawaii, my brother got put in jail for assault causing bodily harm after getting in a fight with his room mate, but I think I told you that.

The trial came, I bailed him out, and he has been living with my husband and I which severely cramped my style fitness wise, but like everyone around me keeps saying, "You're doing a good thing!" My brother says that all those people who keep giving me mad props for doing a good thing are all the people that wouldn't touch the situation with a 100 foot barge pole.

Anyways, things seem to be getting better. The bro has found a place to live with his boss, he had work the 2nd day out of jail and seems to be getting his life back on track. We resume the second half of the trial on July 4th (Monday) and he is scared that they are going to throw him back in jail, but I really can't see that happening. It really is a stupid situation and a huge waste of taxpayer time and money, but that's a blog post for another day.

Anyway, fat to fit... right?

I'm counting calories again. Made it to the gym last night for fit fix and 40 minutes of stairmaster goodness. 30 minutes of speed intervals followed by a 10 minute comfortable steppin' cool down. Today I am thinking that I might go and ride the bike for 20 mins and then do the stairmaster for 20 mins.. then my body attack class tomorrow, and some kind of cardio and maybe fit fix on Thursday. I'm also thinking that since it's summer and there is less rain running on a Saturday morning down at the dykes or at the track could be a good idea, then there is Body Attack on Sunday morning. Fridays and Mondays might be good non consecutive days off.. hmmm.

Food wise, I think I am doing ok. We have been eating out a lot though, and with my birthday a couple of weeks ago, there has been lots of cake etc in the house. I might have to go all last 10 lbs boot camp on myself and hide all the sweets!

I think my husband might want to lose a bit of weight too, so he would probably come walking/running with me on the weekend. It's just embarrassing for me. There is that whole "he has seen you naked argument, but usually its dark and he can't see all my wobbly bits.. lol.

It's just hard to get myself motivated on a weekend to do much of anything. Getting up every morning at 5:30 and commuting for 3 hours a day takes its toll after awhile, not to mention the emotional stress with my brother's trial. Hopefully after Monday it will all be over and we can go on with our lives.

Anyway, I think that's pretty much it for now. Maybe I'll step on the wii fit this weekend and write down a starting weight.. eugh! Wish me luck.