Impatient Me - W2.D6

Okay, first of all, let me let you know right off the bat that this is not a blog about waiting for results and wanting them to come right now. I'm in week 2 and already a coworker said, "How much weight did you lose this week?" I told her that weigh in is on Sunday and she remarked that she could already see the difference. Let me repeat that for those of you that we're just flying through the reading, not really paying attention, maybe there's something shiny distracting you...focus here for a moment please...okay. She said she could already tell a difference in week 2! Now THAT is awesome! (Okay, go play with your toy now...I would.)

My impatience today is with my friends. God love them, but I had set plans with them last week to walk with me today. It wasn't my doing, it was theirs. I simply mentioned that I did 3 laps around the baseball field last week and they said, "Ooh..maybe I'll join you next week!" I said that would be fine with me, and they both agreed to meet here for chatting while we workout. Fun, right? Yeah...fun ends here. It is now 12:31pm and one texted me around noon to say she's going to the beach (we live in WV, what beach is she going to?) and the other said she's going to come, but she's busy working on something right now.

I understand the second one. I get caught up on stuff sometimes. The problem arises in the fact that I don't know when her stuff will end. She worked a few blocks away and she gave me zero indication as to when she'll be done. What's more, there is a history of her bailing at the last minute...so that is what I think will probably happen today.

This walk will happen with or without them. I know that. There's a health-food market within walking distance of my work (I can make it there, shop quickly, and be back just in time) so my plan today was to go there and pick up some fresh veggies, some quinoa, and maybe anything else that catches my eye. This is still my goal for the day (hello, two birds, meet one stone!). Waiting on her, though, is killing me! I need to be outside! I need the sun! I need my Vitamin D! I need to sweat! I just can't wait anymore! I need my oxygen and to feel my legs pumping.

Is is bad to say that my (skinny, eeny-weeny) friends are slowing this fat girl down? Because they totally are!

EDIT (1:52 pm): I just got back from my walk. I texted her to tell her I was going to go ahead and go. Halfway through the walk she texts me to tell me she just got done and "don't feel like doing anything right now." Thank God I went when I did. Came back red-faced (hate this part when I'm at work! *lol* Still a little pink now, waiting for it to subside.) and with a bag full of goodies -- a fresh pear (my after workout snack which I'm munching on right now..YUM!), No Salt Herbal Seasoning, black beans, red lentils, wild and brown rice, snow peas, 2 huge portobello mushroom caps, and quinoa! There's a dinner in here somewhere! ;)