I made it through the delicious and juicy burger just fine, but suddenly started petering out mid-way through the fries. And then, something that hasn't happened at any point in recent memory... I wasn't hungry again until dinner. It appears that my hunger centers, digestive system and food craving epicenter have all decided that they are suddenly allowed to just shut down when I overeat. What in the world is going on?!? It's insanity, I tell you.
On the exercise front, M and I headed out to the track and she laughed at me while we walked along with half the town (Apparently they are coming out in droves to watch the free entertainment). Imitating the moves of a very fit older gentleman, I shook things up by doing some walking grapevines around a portion of the track on our first lap - VERY tricky with the walking sideways while crossing the legs in front and behind one another. Amazingly, I didn't fall over although it seemed like everyone on the track was betting on me kissing the pavement as I rounded the bend in the track.
Grapevines completed, I then took to doing walking lunches around the second lap. Not as much as a balancing act as the previous lap, but after about my 10th lunge I started really "feeling the burn" as they say. I was determined to keep going though, and spent the rest of the way round pretending I was on a Merry-Go-Round. I thought M was going to die of embarrassment as I clung to an invisible pole connected to the invisible pony I was riding up and down.
Lap three brought on another move that threw M off every time I did it. Each time a number, line, arrow or other track marking came into the lane I leaped over it. The problem for M was that as we walked she got used to me not making crazy or embarrassing movements and then all of a sudden, without warning, I was up in the air and landing with a "thump" beside her.
Finally, the last lap was spent reverse leg kicks. By now, M was immune to my oddities and chatted with me as if nothing odd was happening, even though the woman jogging with a pink umbrella was staring at me as if I were trying to complete a 3 legged race by myself. I stared right back at her... I mean, who jogs with an umbrella? On a nice evening? When there is no rain? When it's not hot? When the sun has started descending behind the tree line? Not I. I just thrust my legs out behind me without care or worry, surprising and almost injuring anyone who happens to not be paying attention and finds themselves walking behind me.
Still full of energy, I came home and did two different 10 minute ab workouts. The first one I did was Standing Abs on Fios On Demand. It was easy, fun, and over before I knew it. Then I flipped over to 10 Minute Abs with Amy Dixon. About 6 minutes in, while I was sprawled out on the floor on my belly, arms outstretched and legs kicking behind me in some kind of "I'm pretending to be learning to swim in the kiddie pool but my swim instructor doesn't actually trust me to be in the water" kind of move... my husband walked in. He looked down at the floor at me, looked up Amy Dixon, looked back down at me and said, "Well, it's not the strangest thing I've ever seen you doing; but it's up there. Have a nice swim." And then he left.
Somehow, I managed to keep at the workout for the last 4 minutes without curling up in a laughing ball of hilarity and ended my workout day with two thumbs up and a few calories down. Mr. Kawaii noted that my waist appears to be disappearing and for some reason the butt of my pants seems to be sagging as my rear end begins to shrink. It was a great day for fitness, reduction in fast-food cravings and fun in the sun!
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