I just made my sweet tooth a very happy camper. I don’t even know what to call the creation I just devoured. It was beautiful-tasting. Not very pretty to look at though! Unfortunately, I don’t have a picture because I literally inhaled it.
What was inside
- Deep chocolate VitaTop
- A Dashing Dish muffin. (I ended up using 1/3 peanut butter chips, 1/3 white chocolate chips and 1/3 regular chocolate chips. Three tablespoons each, I believe.)
- STUFT Mama‘s chocolate and PB2 frozen yogurt.
- Typical chocolate vanilla swirl fro yo.
- Crumbled ABC cookie.
I probably shouldn’t eat sweets for the next week.
However, I feel as if I earned that dessert. Instead of laying around all day browsing Pinterest, I worked out. Twice. Earlier this afternoon, I decided that I was going to restart Insanity. Great idea, right? So I did the Fit Test.
Thirty minutes later, I changed my mind. I honestly thought I was going to die. Which was disappointing to me, because when I started Insanity in September, I was in much better shape than I am in now. But I was also heavier then? I believe that when I lost weight on the hCG diet it was 60 or even 70% muscle, and the rest was fat. No bueno. I miss my muscles. And I didn’t even have that much to begin with!
Also, I was in a LOT of pain when I finished. Probably because I’m super competitive, and tend to ignore my body’s needs whenever I’m competing with someone. In that case, I was competing with Tanya. Because I’m a machine too, right Shaun-T?
When I was done, my knee was hurting and my shins were screaming at me. Random fact: I have really bad shin splints. It got to the point where last fall, we thought I had a stress fracture. I couldn’t walk without them hurting, work was a nightmare, and working out stopped because of the pain.
The debut of my ugly sweatpants, and awesome ice packs.
After many trips to the orthopedic surgeon, and even a bone scan, I eventually found out what was wrong. I just have really bad shin splints. They recommended surgery to make more room for my shins, I guess is the right explanation? The doctor said that my legs were basically like a stuffed sausage (his words, not mine. How surprising.) so they would make an incision, and it would give room for my muscles and stuff to expand. I think. It’s been a while. Well, I decided that I didn’t want surgery. So I went out and did what I should have done in the first place.
Bought new shoes. Shoes that actually support my feet, and were designed for my sport.
Not the hand me down shape up shoes I was wearing. Yes, the shape up shoes. As in the really ugly rocking chair-esque type shoe.
I could tell a difference in just a day of me wearing my new shoes. It was awesome.
Anyways. Back to the point. The fit test was a great change of pace workout, and I’ll probably do it again further down the road when I’m fitter and leaner. However, with all the jumping and that good stuff in Insanity, I feel like I would be risking an injury. For now, I’m sticking to what works for me: walking, light jogging, Zumba, and weight lifting. (Yeah, yeah, excuses excuses.)
I did an easy two mile walk later on in the evening, and did some strength training. And that’s why I believe I earned my dessert.
I also got to snuggle with this precious being tonight.
That is Blackie, and he only likes me when I’m not wearing body spray, and when I’m well behaved. True story.
Eating wise, I did not do too great. I’m still getting used to eating again, so I keep thinking calories > nutrition. No. Nutrition > calories. Silly Anna. I should know that by now.
I’m going to spend the rest of my evening reading and drinking tea, I’m even planning on going to bed early. Early being before 2 A.M. Ha. We’ll see.