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Day Twenty-Five and Twenty-Six

6 Jul

I lost 3 lbs at ISNA! Walking everywhere combined with eating on the go = weight loss!

Saturday morning after Fajr I walked to the White House and Monument. The streets were so deserted, and so peaceful. I felt like I had the city to myself. Just cops everywhere getting prepared for the July 4th crowds later that evening. I saw a lot of homeless guys sleeping on benches and in corner nooks. One guy was literally sleeping under a cardboard box outside a Versace boutique. I wanted to take a picture to show the dichotomy of the scene but I felt it was in bad taste. Poor guy.

More from me later. Welcome to Week 5!


Day Twenty-Four

3 Jul

Worked out like whoa yesterday. Did 12 laps around the pathway in the park. 6 in the morning, and 6 in the evening. I was so happy I wanted to cry when I saw hills. Beautiful, beautiful, calf-toning hills. When I started running ’em I also wanted to cry, but for different reasons entirely.

In a little while we will be leaving for ISNA. I have to go get ready. I’m sure I’m going to get a nice steady workout just walking from place to place in the convention center.

Day Twenty-Two and Twenty-Three

2 Jul

*gasp* I know, I didn’t post yesterday! Oh, the horror, oh, the travesty.

I didn’t officially “work out” yesterday, but if you count catching a flight to Reagan National in DC from Orlando International, walking through airport terminals, hefting a bag around, hoppin’ on the Metro and switching trains from the Yellow to the Red Line to Shady Grove, and finally arriving at home-for-now-sweet-home, then yeah, it was a pretty good workout.

The weather here is gooorgeous. Nice cool breeze, sun is shining, and NO HUMIDITY. I’m thinking of taking a walk in the park in front of the house.

As I was on the Metro yesterday the driver said over the intercom, “There is a train directly in front of us.”

We were still moving. As we waiting with bated breath, the train rolled to a stop. Some people laughed nervously. I don’t think the driver caught the verbal faux pas he committed.  

There were a few delays, and on the red line train the driver said, “We have been given the red light. Please be patient with the delay.”

From somewhere in the train a woman remarked out loud, “At least you stopped this time!”

Well, that’s all for now. There’s a little girl riding her tricycle outside the house. Such a pretty day to be outside.

Day Twenty-One

30 Jun

Auuuuugh. I feel like someone threw me out of a truck. Going 60 mph on the highway.

I walked for a half-hour this morning at 6 AM. Did 8 Minute Abs.

Arrived at school at 9 AM. Did weight training for two hours from 9 AM – 11 AM. Nautilus circuit, Gravitron, free weights, push-ups, more 8 Minute Abs and 8 Minute Stretch. Got in some cardio before and after the weight training session. Treadmill, Versaclimber, FreeRunner, stairstepper.

Worked on fingerspelling with my ASL student from 12 PM – 1:30 PM.

Then I had kickboxing class from 2 PM – 3 PM. In addition to THAT, I met with my group to plan our final kickboxing routine after class. Our final exam grade is choreographing a kickboxing routine. We worked on that from 3:30 – 4:30. I felt like that was a better workout than the kickboxing class itself!

After that, I headed to the library to print out a boatload of confirmation pages, directions, programs, itinerary, etc. etc. The Sister was so kind as to fax over proof of  my student status for the ISNA conference.

I went to Wal-Mart to pick up my eardrops and some 3 oz. traveling containers that are halaal with the TSA.

I’ve been awake and on the go since 5 AM…so, so tired. Alhamdulillah, it’s a good tired.

The morning was so beautiful. I went walking after I prayed Fajr, when it was still fairly dark. The streetlights were still on. The air was still and full of moisture and oxygen. Just the faintest, pinkest tendrils of light were on the horizon (well, what I could see of the horizon for the trees) and I had a sudden overwhelming wish to be at the beach, watching the sun rise.

It rained this afternoon. I drove to Walmart with the windows down and felt homesick, even though I haven’t left yet. I wish I could take you with me! I thought. Call me nuts but I really want to cram Orlando into a bag and take it with me to DC.