Running with Pixie Dust

It was a lot like this.  Only without the thug to the left.

A little backstory on us to explain why I was so excited to see him... David and I met through a mutual friend (read: were pushed into social situations together repeatedly by my awesome friend Joan who knew we both liked each other) in college.  We started dating in August of 2009, and were together from then until May 2010... when things got complicated.  First, we were apart (but still in a relationship) for a month, and then spent a couple more months in the same place again until I went back to Florida to be a Jungle Cruise Skipper in August 2010... and yes, I was away from him for our one year anniversary and felt terrible, but he arranged for an awesome surprise for me that made it much more bearable.  So, from August 2010 to January 2011, we were living in separate states.  Then I finally came home, and we had a few more weeks together before he left the state again.  So we've been back in a long distance relationship for about 4 months now, and unfortunately, we'll be staying that way until March 2012.  Oy.  By the time we celebrate our two year anniversary this August (I can't believe how fast that is coming up), we'll have spent more of our relationship apart than together.

Anyway, THAT is why I am so thrilled that I got to see him today!  He actually got here last night, but because of all the late night tech rehearsals for Godspell, I couldn't see him until this morning.  I did force myself into doing my workout this morning anyway because I made the promise to do Power Pairs three days a week, and I'm sticking to it!  I was proud of that, but it was a little rough.  I always think I can exercise on an empty stomach and it simply doesn't work for me.  I did have some Cytomax, but it wasn't enough.  I only did the circuit twice, and I didn't do any extra ab work.  But honestly, I'm just so proud that I did the workout at all.  It's hard sacrificing the time with D-Money since I only get him for a few days at a time.  Pity, party of one, your table is now ready...

And funny enough, as I was about to write this, I started thinking maybe I'd leave out any information about my workout because I was feeling so crappy about it... and I jumped over to Hungry Runner Girl, and of course Janae has posted a fantastic entry about getting over a bad workout.  I am constantly amazed at how interconnected we all are.  Janae has no idea who I am (despite the fact that I stalk her blog 50 times a day), but if I decided to contact her, I would already have something in common with her - "You have terrible workouts?  Oh, please, I have THE WORST workouts!"  I am often very grateful to other bloggers, simply because it's nice to know I'm not alone when I have horrendous workouts and hit the wall 5 minutes in.

But I digress.  Once I'd finished my workout, shoved a banana in my face, showered, and made myself presentable, I drove over to meet him and we had a really lovely day.  Breakfast at one of our favorite places (LE PEEP!) and then just hanging around.  We did go to another favorite spot later in the day - the Boulder Dushanbe Teahouse.  It's an absolutely gorgeous teahouse, with hand-carved and hand-painted detailing.  I got jealous when another girl was taking pictures and then started fussing about how I'm a terrible blogger because I never remember my camera.  Good old David looks at me like I'm slightly crazy (which I am, so it's reasonable) and reminds me that I have a phone that takes pretty decent pictures.  So I stopped whining.  At least about that.  I never really stop whining, please.

Diggity-D-Dawg enjoying some chai.

He wanted to be in the picture with my sparkling tea - this stuff is the best.  I swear they put drugs in it, but they assure me it's only Sprite, lemonade, and iced tea.  I don't know what made it bright pink today, but I was okay with it.

Then we walked around the farmer's market, and snagged some dumplings...

This, but add spicy peanut sauce.  So.  Darn.  Good.

And then I was lame and left him to go to rehearsal.  Boo.  But I'm going to get up and go for my run in the morning, and then stalk him again tomorrow.  As much as long distance sucks (and it really, REALLY sucks sometimes)... it's so awesome when you get to see the other person again that it almost makes up for it.

That being said, I am really excited to live in the same state as that cute boy again.  After all, for option number seven on "How to overcome an awful workout," Janae said "Kiss a hottie.  That makes everything better and you will forget all about your bad workout."

I watched about 2 minutes of the introductory video (called " Get Fired Up") before I lost my patience and started the workout.  I think the same thing happened with P90X.  I should work on my patience... it is a virtue, after all.

This workout ROCKED.  I am now officially hooked on Turbo Fire.  I actually woke up excited for today's workout.  Yesterday was Fire 30 and Stretch 10 - the numbers in the name refer to how long the workout is, but since I did the "New to Class" option, Fire 30 turned into Fire 45.  I was shocked at how high my heart rate got with this workout and how many calories I burned.  My average heart rate was 158 - that has been my MAXIMUM for a lot of workouts before.  My maximum was 176, a number I've never seen on my HR monitor before.  And in about 45 minutes, I burned nearly 500 calories.  That's just awesome.  In WW activity points, I earned back my whole dinner.  And that was one of the shorter workouts.  Win.

Blurry "before Turbo Fire" photo - courtesy of my iPhone.  Someday I'll start taking real pictures again so it doesn't look like I'm fuzzy.  

Blurry "after Turbo Fire" photos - courtesy of my iPhone.  I love my hair here.  Kate Middleton probably should have used this as a blueprint for wedding style.  I wish you could see the ridiculous amount of sweat better.  

Aaaand... that's pretty much my exciting life.  Today will be interesting because I'm planning on doing the Turbo Fire workout for the day AND my run.  This is probably a bad idea, but remember this?

Enough said.