Cheetahs Check-in
This was one of those days. Hell days I like to call them. Days like this have been piling up on me lately. I was tired last night but did not settle down until midnight. I was so ready for a restful night of sleep, but it was not to be. I did not sleep a wink last night. Why? So glad you asked. A couple of rowdy young men decided to have a shouting match between midnight and 3:00 a.m. outside my window! Did I mention that I hate obscene language? Hate it, hate it, hate it. I was tempted to grab a bar of soap and go outside and wash their mouths out with soap and choke them with the bar of soap while I was at it so I could get some sleep. They seemed violent, so I decided to pray instead. Very effective! I started praying, a big storm rolled in, and they left!
Since I could not sleep, I beat myself up for eating unclean yesterday. I was bloated and miserable all night. I started thinking about my mother’s upcoming visit in a few weeks and the Road Trip and how big my butt still is and was feeling like a total failure. Why oh why is it taking me so many years to shed this blasted fat?! Those negative tapes were playing over and over again in my head. I think the devil was having a party in and around my home. Out my house! Out my house! In the mighty name of Jesus!
I started reading Beth Moore’s new book this morning, which inspired me and made me laugh out loud. Yes, I am in a pit in more ways than one. Yes, I feel stuck. Yes, I want to get out. I love Miss Beth! I did my Breaking Free Bible study lesson and was fired up and ready for my beloved Kick Max boot camp challenge premix.
Kick Max was interesting to say the least. Cathe was green this morning. Yes, green. I thought I had a pickle juice hangover that was clouding my vision, which would have been better than the realization that my new TV (that I bought a little over a year ago) is on the fritz. The warranty expired last month, and this repair would cost more than I paid for the thing brand new! I did not budget for a new TV this month. My original TV was a 1991 model that was still going strong but did not connect to a DVD player, so I bought a new one last year expecting at least a few good years out of it. According to the guy at the repair shop, most TVs that were made after 1991 are junk and are built to survive the warranty period. I want to do some research before I invest in a new TV, so it looks like I will have to deal with pickle juice Cathe for a few more days. Thankfully, the sound is fine. But everything is neon green. Everything. It looks like viewing the world through green tinted glasses. On the bright side, I have another weapon if those rowdy men return tonight. That and my scale. I hate my scale the morning after succumbing to the lure of a giant pickle. I hate sodium bloat. I think I should hurl my scale and my green screen TV at the next hooligan who interrupts my sleep.
I was too tired to move today. My boss returned to the office after being out since last Thursday, and he was not in a good mood. Yes, it was hell day.
I like to end each day on a positive note. I went to the club tonight and jogged in the pool with Rebecca. She prayed over me, and I felt much better after her intervention. I picked out a new TV tonight that will not break the bank. It looks like an LCD TV is in my future. This one has a digital tuner and an analog tuner. I want to read a few reviews before I make a final decision, but the price is right. Everything is converting to digital eventually, so I will be prepared. After writing recently that I would not buy a new TV for Cathe’s digital downloads, here I am buying a new TV (but not by choice).
Speaking of new toys, I ordered my digital camera today! I am excited! It is time to call it a day.
Blessings,
Heather B.
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us” (Hebrews 12:1 NIV).
I did all of the vinyasa segment, skipped the balance postures and yoga belly 7 and then picked what I wanted to do from the rest of it....so it was yoga w/a nice basic stretch at the end. 
