definitions

frustrated: defined as feeling or expressing distress and annoyance, especially because of inability to change or accomplish something (per google)

frustrated: WTF (per me)

all this working out and what do I have to show for it? 6.8# newly planted somewhere between my toes and my eyeballs. WTF? how did that happen? and no,  am not Regina George, this is not "mean girl" and i am not eating carbo bars in hopes that the weight would just "disappear" a la cady. come on. wtf. i'm so annoyed. but, moving on.

yesterday i went to body pump. i do love that class. was surprised how few calories i burn, considering how incredibly sore that class makes me. around 470, but the cal from fat burn was up at 38%. still not sure what that means but that's like double what it is when i run on the treadmill. any science majors out there wanna clue a sister in? also the teacher of this class is smokin'. and i'm not a lady lover. but she's like totally cut and so smiley and positive, i love going to her classes. (sarah r. for those of you who go to lvac/lpac) however, the fact that they had it so hot in the room that she referred to it as bikram body pump, while hilarious, was also annoying. i mean good god it was HOT in there. le peef.

saturday brian did the laundry so you know whatthat means?! favorite outfit as an option! but, i didn't wear my favorite outfit. and brian doesn't usually do laundry. yesterday was like the twilight zone i suppose. but i did wear my lulu groove pants. and my dive cozumel t-shirt. asics and green/white dance headband. i was feeling those 6.8# and didn't really give a crap what my outfit looked like.

shockingly, no one annoyed me in the class. i mean that's shocking since it was hot and full and i was feeling huge. i felt a good burn. i still have some residual shoulder issues from my competitive swimming days and my joints bother me when i do the chest stuff, but every muscle in my body is sore-triceps, quads, hammies, chest, shoulders, biceps...at least that's good!

and finally, i'm going to go back on the my fitness pal app, and i'm changing back to my old pills. ryan and heather both suggest i just go off entirely, as a baby bump is sure to grow slower than the rate at which my bum is expanding. let's see what happens if i obsessively count calories AND workout everyday, that will be magical. perhaps.