Thursday, May 31, 2012

Rest day

It is late and I need to go to bed, but I thought I would get on and do a very quick post.  My Mom is leaving tomorrow so I've been busy all evening with her.  She took me shopping for stuff for Maddox.  His birthday is coming up, just over 2 weeks away, so she bought him some birthday presents and then some other clothes and a few toys for now.  She also bought us a baby gate because we were using some laundry baskets blocking him from the kitchen, but he's learned how to crawl over the baskets.  :-)

Usually when my Mom comes to visit we go get pedicures, however, I am saving money for a trip with my sister, so I have been doing my own pedicures.  I told my Mom I would do one on her so she allowed me to experiment.  I really don't like her big toes and I would change them if I had more time, but it's 11:15pm and I have to go to bed and she's leaving tomorrow while I'm at work, so they'll have to stay.  At least I don't have to live with them.  :-)
You can see it better if you click on the picture.
I didn't run today.  I needed a rest day.  Usually when I don't run I am still wanting to run, just forcing myself to take a rest day.  Today, I did not want to run at all.  I love running, but today I didn't miss it at all.  I'll run tomorrow.  :-)

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Cemeteries are cool.

Growing up my parents would always take us to the cemetery where my Grandpa, Great-Grandparents and many, many other relatives were buried.  My Dad grew up in the same small farming community (pop. 500) that I grew up in and we were related to half the town.  (I was in the same grade as two 2nd cousins.)  I loved walking through the cemetery with my Dad.  He would tell us stories of the people buried there, and we would look at the graves of all the people that died before my Dad's time.  There was one section where the graves had been moved from a small church and they mixed up 3 of the coffins so they just buried them all in a row and guessed on the names.  I would always be sad at the number of small graves for babies and little kids.  And I was awed by the people that lived during the turn of the century (1800's to 1900's) not realizing that I would soon live through another turn of the century. 

There was a tiny, tiny town (pop. maybe 50) near where I lived (I lived on a farm) and I had a friend there that I would visit.  She talked me into going up to the cemetery of that town once.  She wanted to go there to get scared because she said it was haunted.  We went up there, but I'm afraid I wasn't much company to her in her desire to be scared.  I was just in awe of the old graves there.  I could have wandered around forever pulling weeds off the headstones and reading what they said.  We didn't stay very long because I wasn't very much fun for her there.  :-) 

I was always sad by the graves that didn't have flowers at them on Memorial Day.  How sad is it to have no family come and visit your grave at least once a year?  I still have a desire to be buried at the cemetery in my home town, however, when my parents die, there will be no one in that area to visit the cemetery regularly to put flowers down.  I have a cousin there, but he is pretty much useless, and I have a sister there, she might visit some, but I don't think she'll go often. 

Anyway, yesterday I was thinking about how much I missed visiting the cemetery.  There is a cemetery near my house and I have wandered it a little bit.  But yesterday I decided next year I am going to go to that cemetery with some flowers at the end of the day on Memorial Day and put flowers at the graves of people that don't have flowers on them.  I won't know anyone there because I live in an area that I have only lived in for 4 1/2 years, but I don't care.  I love cemeteries and think it would be fun (is that the right word?) to do.  I have even thought of finding out where the guy that lived in the house we bought is buried.  I know he has no family in this area.  We were told when we bought the house that his wife had died several years before him and he had no kids.  His nephew inherited the house and he lives in Oregon.  I don't know how to find out where he is buried. 

Today I went for a shorter run, only 2.5 miles.  I really shouldn't have gone at all because I have been super sore lately.  I didn't feel like going at all but I went, I was going to go 3 miles, but decided to cut it short.  I am ok with that.  Sometimes when I cut a run short I feel badly about it, but today I actually wish I had taken a rest day.  Oh well.  I think I will rest tomorrow. 

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Hot Zumba?

I am scared to death of letting my real life friends know that I have a blog.  I don't think I post anything horrible on it, but yet, I don't want people to know.  There are a few people (well, one really) that I wouldn't mind knowing, but how do you tell just one person?  I don't want my family reading it.  Ugh! I can't even imagine that.  Chris knows about it, but he's never looked at it.  In fact, he probably has no idea where to even start to look for it.  I don't post overly embarrassing things, just . . . it's kinda weird to say "I have a blog."  I don't know anyone that has a blog . . . okay, I take that back, I have one real life friend that has a blog, I even have followed him, Kaden's Thoughts is my real life friend.  I followed him before I started my blog and after I started my blog I tried to unfollow him, but I can't figure out how.  He hasn't posted anything since the end of January.  I am scared that he is going to one day go onto his blog and see that I am following him and look at my blog.  Anyone else have this dilemma?

My Mom is here to visit and see Damian play baseball.  Our extra bed is in Maddox's room, so she is sleeping in there and Maddox is in his playpen in our room.  The thing about that is that Maddox isn't used to sleeping in the playpen, so even though he's used to falling asleep right away in his crib, he's now been in his playpen for 45 min and I can still hear him talking.  I want to go to bed soon, so I'm hoping he'll fall asleep sometime soon.

I was able to do Zumba today.  My Mom had some errands to run before she left her area and then she stopped in Lynnwood at my sister's house (it's on the way) for dinner and to pick up her bike for me.  My sister hasn't ridden her bike in 10 years or so, she said, so she gave it to us because Chris has been riding more lately.  Anyway, my Mom didn't get to my house until almost 7, so I was able to go to Zumba.  I think they turned the temperature up in the room today because I was dying of heat.  I was drenched in sweat by the time I got home, I don't think there was a dry spot on my shirt.  I've heard of hot yoga, never heard of hot zumba. 

Monday, May 28, 2012

Meet My Goals Challenge

Happy Memorial Day!  While I very much enjoy the 3-day weekend, or in my case, the 6-day weekend, I am extremely humbled by what the day actually means.  I have a brother-in-law who is currently in the Navy in Virginia.  He is a cook, interestingly, he was a cook at the White House for Pres. Bush's last 4 years and Pres. Obama's first 2 years.  He now cooks for a Senator.  I have another brother-in-law who is in the Army and is currently stationed in Afghanistan.  He missed the birth of his daughter to serve our country. 

Like I mentioned yesterday, I've been thinking about doing some sort of challenge for the month of June. Today on Pinterest I ran across this . . .

So I signed up for it.  I'm not extremely interested in the prizes (but free stuff, is free stuff), but I thought it would keep me more accountable so why not. :-)  It actually started last week, but it said that we could join anytime, so I joined it.  All I have to do is once a week on Sunday comment on her page saying if I reached my goals from the week before and what my next week goals are.

These are my goals for this week:
1. Add another cardio exercise other than running 3x a week (this is a longer term goal so I may keep it every week)
2. Run at least 16 miles this week
3. Drink my green drink (original website here) every day.
It also asks to post starting weight and current weight and how many minutes exercised for the week.  In Feb I weighed 177, this morning I weighed 165.  So my starting weight for this challenge is 165. Last week I exercised for 228 min (close to 4 hours).

Which brings me to my Friday weigh in that I forgot to talk about on Friday or Sunday.  I did post it on my Scale Obsession page.  As of Friday, my official weigh-in day, I weighed 165.2, which is a 0.8lb gain.  I am happy that it was only that much.  I did drink a lot on Wednesday night and I haven't been extremely good on my 6 days off. 

I am kind of regretting my number one goal this week.  My Mom is coming to town tomorrow to watch Damian play baseball and is going to be here until at least Saturday.  So I don't know how I am going to get in extra cardio.  I don't even think I'm going to make it to Zumba tomorrow because I have a hair appt and, like I said, my Mom is going to be here.  Maybe I'll get in some Just Dance or something.  We'll see . . .

I hope you all had a great weekend and that you spent some time remembering those who are serving and have served our country. 

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Just do it

I honestly don't understand how the weather can change so drastically from day to day here.  Yesterday it was in the 70's beautiful and hot, today it's cloudy, windy and in the 50's.  I just don't understand that.

I didn't feel like running today.  I think it has to do with my lack of motivation this last week.  Well, maybe lack of motivation is the wrong term.  I was looking at my MapMyFitness map and I didn't run 3 days this last week.  That is very unusual for me, I really like to run at least 5 days, and really prefer 6 days a week.  This last week I took off Monday, which has been a normal off day for me because of Damian's baseball games, Thursday (don't know why) and Saturday, because I did Zumba and it was 70+ degrees out.  Not only did I take 3 days off of running, but my runs were shorter this last week.  I think that is because I ran with the jogging stroller several times.  The jogging stroller is just plain harder to run with.

So, after realizing that I have been slacking off, I just put on my running clothes.  And then of course, because I was already dressed, I just went for a run.  It was a great run.  I really, really enjoyed it.  I did 4.5 miles and it felt great.  I really miss running without the jogging stroller, it makes me slower, sore and I just feel like I can't breathe while I'm pushing it. 

I am still debating whether or not I want to do some sort of goal/challenge oriented thing as I talked about here.  I am thinking I'm going to do it for the month of June.  I think my challenge is going to be to do some sort of exercise, that is not running, 3 times a week.  And continue the running on those days as well.  I already do Zumba on Tuesdays, so I don't think it would be that much harder to add 2 more days.

Speaking of 70+ degree weather (from above) :-) I am a little concerned about myself.  I have been running in the rain all spring and while I'm not crazy about it, I don't mind doing it.  But every time it has been warm out, I have avoided going for a run, or have waited till really late in the day to go.  Summers here aren't that hot, but they can be humid and they don't really start till the middle of July or so, and they usually only last 4-8 weeks . . . but that is 4-8 weeks of hot warm weather that I will have to run outside in.  Don't get me wrong, I LOVE the sun and hot weather, but I hate the humidity and I hate sweating a lot. So I guess I will just have to get over it.  I will run the next sunny, warm day.  Thankfully I have several days before that happens, tomorrow the rain is supposed to come back and be rainy all week. (Where is our summer?)

I love this saying.

Friday, May 25, 2012

Happy National Wine Day!

Well, I am up this week, but only 0.8 lb, which is less than what I expected.  I am okay with it, not happy, but I had a very good time on Wednesday night with friends (and I drank a lot).  I want to be able to do things like that occasionally. 

Today I went to visit my sister and hang out without any kids.  I think it's the longest I've been away from Maddox and not been at work.  And it was only about 8 hours.  I would have loved to have been gone longer, but I am still nursing a little and it gets a little painful if I go for too long.  (8 hours is about my limit.)

I had a good day.  We ate at Red Lobster for lunch, we both had a bowl of Lobster Bisque and then shared a warm chocolate lava cookie (yum!!).  Afterwards we went for a hike which was actually a lot of work.  It was an extremely steep path.  Then we went to Value Village where I got 6 shirts and a super cute dress for $45.  You can't beat that price.  :-)  We finished our day at Menchie's, which is a really great frozen yogurt place.  You mix your yogurt flavors and then they have a bunch of different toppings (my favorite is the cheesecake bites) and you pay by the weight, which isn't a bad price.

I did run this morning, only 2 miles because I took the jogging stroller and I knew I was going hiking this afternoon. 

Before I went to my sister's I tried on different shorts.  I have several pairs that I bought and then outgrew and didn't throw away.  (I am a bit of a clothes hoarder.)  Anyway, I was able to fit into the shorts and was all excited that I had dropped a size, thinking they were a size 10 (I am currently wearing a 12).  I looked at the tag and it said 12.  How is that possible?  The size 12's that I've bought in the last year or 2 are falling off of me, how is it possible that 4 pairs of shorts that last summer I couldn't get over my thighs are a size 12 as well?  So I compared the shorts, the one's I bought at the end of the summer last year, and the ones that are 4 (or more) years old.
I think it's called "vanity sizing."  The interesting thing about this is that they are the same brand, and the larger ones are "petite."

Today is National Wine Day, unfortunately I am out of wine.  :-(  So I will just have to celebrate it tomorrow. 

Thursday, May 24, 2012


*Meant to post this last night*

This morning was nice.  I woke up and didn't go to work.  I enjoy my job most of the time, but I have been burnt out lately.  I'm worried (a little) that because I'm not actually going anywhere for my vacation it won't feel like a real vacation and I'll go back to work still burnt out.  It's not the first time I've had a "staycation" but it's the first time since I had Maddox.
This is where I want to be.
I went running this morning with a friend.  It was a lot of fun.  I always run with music to keep my mind distracted.  Even when Chris and Damian ride their bikes, I still have one headphone in my ear.  So today I was a little worried because I wasn't going to run with music with a friend.  I was surprised at how quickly it went.  We talked the whole way.  At times I thought we were going really fast and I felt like I was dying.  However, when we were done my phone said we were only going about 10 min/mile.  We did 3.6 miles and I hope that we do it again.  Maybe even once a week.

This friend was actually my former pastor.  She had a baby about 22 months ago and decided last fall that she wanted to be a stay at home mom.  I really enjoyed the time with her.  It's very interesting to be friends with your pastor.  I had never had a pastor my age (or a female) so it was cool to connect with her as a friend.  When she was actually my pastor I was a little intimidated by her even though I liked her, it was strange to hang out with her.  I think now that she is not my pastor anymore we could be good friends.  Anyway, we'll see how it works out.  :-)

Tuesday, May 22, 2012


Whew! I got home from work today and asked Chris if he was interested in riding bikes again today.  To my surprise he said yes.  So I loaded up Maddox in the jogging stroller and off we went.  It is soooo much harder to run while pushing the jogging stroller, especially in the wind and drizzle rain.  I ran 2.5 miles and walked the last .5 mile.  My back is killing me this evening.  But the important part is that Chris is out exercising. 

Thirty minutes after running I went to Zumba.  I really love Zumba.  It's fun and energizing.  I wish I could go more than once a week.  They offer it 3 times a week, but the second time is Thursday at 3 (I work) and then the third one is Saturday at 9am.  I'd be able to do Saturday, but Damian has had make-up baseball games at 10 on Saturdays.  (Good news, my knee didn't twinge at all during my run or Zumba!)

I discovered another NSV (non-scale victory), which is probably TMI, but oh well.  Chris and I haven't had much "alone time" since Maddox was born.  For a long time Maddox was sleeping in our bed with us, plus, Chris and I are on completely different schedules.  His days off are Tues-Thurs and mine are Sat and Sun, so he goes to bed late on his days off and I go to bed late on mine . . . not to mention having a 13 yr old in the house as well . . . we just haven't had much "special alone time."  Well, a few days ago it all worked out for us to have some "quality time," really the first since I started running.  (That is so sad because I started running the end of Feb.)  So. . .  my NSV is that I wasn't tired, I wasn't sweating, I didn't even feel like I had exerted any effort at all.  I could have gone much longer and not had any problems.  What a great feeling.  It definitely makes me want it more.  Now I just need to get Chris into better shape, we could go at it like rabbits.  ;-)  LOL!!

Anyway . . . hahaha . . . sorry, now I'm embarrassed.

I went to work today and just had a super hard time getting there.  So I asked my supervisor if she cared if I took tomorrow off as well as Thursday and Friday, so now I have 6 full days off!  I am super excited.  Tomorrow evening we are having some friends over for a bbq and fire and I am planning on drinking quite a bit.  I haven't had much to drink since I had Maddox and since he's FINALLY sleeping through the night, that means I can drink and not worry about having to feed him in the middle of the night.  Drinking a lot means that I'm going to have a terrible weigh in on Friday, but I am okay with that.

I am going to run in the morning tomorrow and then I am going with a friend to do a different Zumba class.  She joined a gym and got 3 free passes for a friend, so she's going to give them to me so I can go to Zumba with her there.  Then another run on Thursday and maybe Zumba at 3 at my normal place because I'm not working.  So I'm hoping to work off the extra calories I will consume tomorrow evening. 

Monday, May 21, 2012

Widow maker

We had a glorious week and a half (maybe longer, I didn't actually keep track as much as I love it) of sun and then yesterday the rain came back.  That's one thing about the Pacific NW, you can always count on the rain coming back. 

I got really lazy on Saturday and didn't go for a run.  However, Chris came home and asked if I wanted to go for a walk after dinner.  We went for a long walk (for Chris) and up some pretty steep hills.  Then yesterday Damian asked if we could go for another walk, only this time Chris and him ride bikes while I run.  I had suggested that a while ago to Chris because he likes riding bikes so much (we only have one adult bike).  So we did 3 miles yesterday.  I had to push Maddox in the jogging stroller, and wow, that is so hard.  I don't know if the newer jogging strollers are better or what, but the one I have (from when Damian was a baby) is very tiring to push.  We got to about 2.5 miles and I had to stop running.  I even stopped a couple times on the trail, which I never do.  It was hard. 

At first Chris said that it didn't feel like a workout because it was so easy.  But once we got to about the 2 mile mark, he commented that he was feeling it.  It was probably because we were going up a slight incline at that time.  Most of mile two is slightly uphill on that trail.  I hope that he is willing to do that more often.  I definitely got more of a workout than just running on my own, and Chris desperately needs to workout more often.  I am so worried about his heart, blood pressure and just general health and he's only 35.

His Dad had a mild heart attack in January 2011 and had to get a stent put in his artery.  His Dad is only in his 50's.  My Dad recently went to the dr because he was having pains whenever he overexerted himself.  After a couple dr appts they found that the main artery to his heart was 95% blocked!  My Mom said that the dr told her that if he had had a heart attack, he would have died.  He went for a check-up appt and was rushed over to the hospital for an emergency surgery to put a stent in his heart.  My Dad just turned 65.  That is not old (well, not too old). 

My dad has this poster on his wall.
My dad is a farmer.  He has been a farmer his entire life.  He probably started working on the farm when he was able to walk.  He works hard, and yet he has gained a lot of weight the last few years.  Chris always talks about how hard he works and because of that he doesn't need to work out because he's not out of shape.  I know remind him how hard my Dad works and what kind of health issues my Dad is having.  Chris's Dad is not a farmer, I'm not exactly sure what he does, he's a manager for a grass farm, but not the head manager, anyway, he works hard and had to get a stent put in his heart in his 50's.  Chris's family has a history of having problems with the "widow maker valve," his Grandpa had to have open heart surgery for it, his Dad has now had to have surgery for it.  I worry about Chris.  He's only 35 and already has to take blood pressure medicine.  That is ridiculous to me.  I can't even think about what would happen if he were to die. 

Yesterday I was messing around with Damian in his room and hurt my knee.  It's not too bad, but I'm a little worried about running on it.  D had a baseball game today, so I didn't go running and tomorrow is Zumba, so I may not know how badly I hurt it until Wednesday.  I may try to go running tomorrow anyway, but we'll see.  Right now it hurts if I sit on my leg, and sometimes when I just sit down wrong. 

Friday, May 18, 2012

Friday weigh-in

Like I've said before, I weigh myself everyday.  Often multiple times a day.  I'm just curious what my body is doing at different times of the day.  My average weight this week was 165.  Which I was happy about because my average weight last week was closer to 167.  My official weigh in is Friday morning.  I was worried about seeing a gain this week, so I told myself if I gained I would weigh myself after my run and go with whichever is lower. (Often my after run weight is lower than my morning weight.)  This morning my weight was 164.4, down 1.2 lbs from last week.  I am excited about that.  I have no problem with losing one pound a week.  I don't need to see drops of 3-7 lbs every week (while they would be nice, probably not too healthy for me.)  I keep thinking I will stop seeing loses and start seeing gains. 

Before I got pregnant I was walk/running everyday at work.  I didn't have the nifty app on my phone telling me my pace and how far I was going, but I would faithfully log my run on Sparkpeople to see how far I was going.  I wasn't pushing myself that much, I was content to walk some, not run the entire time.  I told myself when I was down to 165 I would get a nose ring.  I had wanted one for so long.  So one day I reached that number and on a spur of the moment (I was working, driving back to the office after visiting a client) I stopped and pierced my nose.  I love the piercing, and am happy I got it, however, my weight went right back up after that.  I was right back at 170 a week or two later. So, to see 164 today, that is an accomplishment all by itself.  I haven't seen 170 as my official weight for almost a month. 

We went shopping today and I bought a pair of shorts and a tank top to wear when the weather is warm. (It was downright hot a couple days ago.)  I tried them on as Chris was getting ready for bed and was happy at the image in the mirror.  I told Chris that one thing I am comfortable with in the way I am losing weight this time is that I haven't made a lot of major changes.  I am eating less, and a bit healthier and I am exercising a lot.  But mostly I haven't made huge changes in the way that I am living.  I still eat my favorite foods, just in smaller sizes.  I drink wine regularly, and other alcoholic beverages occasionally and I am seeing a loss.  I am happy about this because I feel like I am not on a "diet."  What I am doing right now, I can do for the rest of my life, which means that I shouldn't have trouble with regaining the weight once I reach my goal weight. (Which I don't actually have, I would like to be in the 130-140 range, but I am taking it a step at a time, and right now I can see 160.)  :-)

I didn't work today because my babysitter called in sick. So I've just been hanging out at home all day.  I almost didn't do my Thankful note, but here it is. 

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Can a fish climb a tree?

In Kindergarten my son was labeled as a "bad" kid.  He got in trouble all the time.  I grew to hate going in for parent/teacher conferences because I always heard how bad he was.  I think it got to the point that the teacher started looking for things to get him into trouble for.  One time he borrowed an eraser from a classmate who had thrown the eraser at Damian to give it to him.  When Damian threw it back at the kid, the teacher caught him and he got in trouble.  The teacher did not give him a chance to explain what happened.  Damian was one of those kids (still is) that wants to tell you his side of the story.  He was very "fair" and if others weren't "fair" he would be upset about it.  I never had problems with Damian at home.  He did not act up, he did (usually) what I asked him to do.  But I would weekly get calls from his school about him being in trouble.

At the end of the school year we went in for his parent/teacher conference and the teacher told us she was going to recommend that Damian be held back and re-do Kindergarten.  Damian's birthday is in the middle of September, which meant that he was already the oldest kid in his class.  If he was held back he would be almost 2 years older than some of the other kids in that class.  I refused to let them hold him back a grade.  I asked to speak to someone else about his "issues."
We were granted a meeting with the school counselor, principle and Kindergarten teacher.  I was very relieved to hear that both the principle and the counselor said they don't hold students back, they want to address the issue, not put a band aid on it, that will not solve the problems and could make it worse.  The teacher was very adamant about Damian at least doing summer school, which I did sign him up for (the only year he did it).  This teacher had me so afraid that year that we even had Damian evaluated at Sylvan Learning Center. Holy cow!  Sylvan is expensive!!  I can't remember the exact numbers but it was in the 10's of thousands.   If you can afford it, I'm sure it's a great program, but for those of us that barely make enough to pay the monthly bills it is incredibly expensive. 
Anyway, Damian was tested extensively by the school and they found that he had a pretty severe learning disability.  They called it a "general learning disorder," which basically meant that it touched every aspect of learning.  He was put on an IEP (Individualized Education Plan - sophisticated words meaning he would need some sort of special "ed").  His IEP gives him help with tests, in that as long as the test is not for Reading he will get help reading questions, and as long as his test is not testing writing, he will get a scribe.  Which means that he doesn't have to worry about failing math because he can't read the problems.  He also gets longer test times and smaller class settings when he is testing.  He has always gone to a special reading group that is geared toward his reading level.  A few years ago, his math reached standard, and is now his favorite class and one that he excels at, so that is not part of his IEP, other than the help reading math problems when he is testing.
~As a side note, every single teacher since 1st grade has loved Damian and they always comment on what a "pleasant," "polite," "considerate," "hardworking" kid he is.  Parent/teacher conferences have a different feel now then that first year. I often wonder how his K teacher could describe him as a trouble maker when the dozen or more teachers he's had since have had such praise for him.  My opinion is that she just didn't like him because he wasn't very bright and he picked up on it so he acted out more than he usually did/does. 

Anyway, we meet the appropriate people at the school once a year, toward the end of the year (because of his idiot {I am not in favor of  calling people names, but his K teacher was an idiot} Kindergarten teacher he did not get tested early in the year, he had even been to 2 years of preschool and the teacher knew this and still did not see that he may need extra help~enough of my rant, back to the story) to renew or update or just plain revisit the IEP and make sure it is still appropriate for him.  We just had that meeting on Tuesday.  Since he is now in 7th grade, the classes are different, he now goes to standard classes, but has 2 periods of extra help, one is the Resource room (or as the world knows it Special Ed) and one is help with phonics since that is the core of his problems. 

This year there was a psychologist in the meeting and I really liked how he labels "learning disabilities," he called it a "learning difference," and I like that a lot better.  Damian's brain just does not translate marks on the page into letters and words.  He works extremely hard to read a 5 word text on his phone, so can you imagine trying to read a book?  This psychologist did a lot of testing this year (I don't know if it's new stuff or not) and told us that Damian is still in about the 2% for his age in reading and writing (he reads at about a 4th grade level).  However, his math is in the low average range, and his comprehension is in the 61% for his age level.  (I was told a couple years ago that kids with his level of disability are often very low on the comprehension as well, but Damian is able to understand and think about a story - as long as it's read to him.) 
What really, really caught my ear was what the psychologist said about his spatial reasoning.  The psychologist said that Damian is on the high end of percentage for his age.  (If he said an exact percentage I didn't catch it.)  Spatial reasoning is the ability to draw accurate conclusions when observing a 3 dimensional environment.  Here is a link describing it.  In a nutshell, Damian was able to teach himself how to solve a Rubik's Cube (it took him a while, but he did it).  He's always been interested in origami, he's now really into making and setting traps (we don't let him catch animals, but his stuffed animals have a few rope burns).  He could become an architect, an engineer, a graphic artist, a pilot, an inventor, a cartographer . . . the list goes on.

Here is my Thankful note for today.  :-)

Maybe I should explain the second to the bottom.  I work in a mental health agency, we have psychiatrists that prescribe our clients medications.  The drug companies want our dr.'s to prescribe their meds, so once a month each of the drug companies that are peddling their drugs come to the office to "bribe" us with breakfast.  Some have crappy breakfasts, some have awesome ones.  Today was an awesome one, and as I wrote this list I was eating.  :-)

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

What would you have tomorrow?

I read something the other day . . . maybe on Facebook, I can't really remember where . . . that said "What if the only thing you had today was what you thanked God for yesterday."  I have started praying while I run (even before I heard this) and one of the things I try to do is thank God for some of the things I can think of.  I get distracted easily while I run and I'm tired, so often my prayers sound like "Dear God, Thank for everything. The ability to run, my family.  What else? The sun.  hmmmm.  Please be with my Dad and his health, my mom and her stress . . . " and then I just reduce it to names.  Although I'll often say something about one of my sisters "give her what she needs, not what she wants."  :-)  By this time my song has changed or I've seen the next short hill and I get distracted and don't finish. Anyway, after I heard the above quote I started thinking about the things I am thankful for.  If I only had what I thanked God for yesterday, at least I would have my family, running, and the sun.  :-) 

Today I decided to write out some of the things I am thankful for.  Unfortunately, I did not get very much farther than what I say when I run.  I got a few more, but not many. 

I want to do this daily.  But who knows if I'll remember.  Maybe if I write it on here it will keep me more accountable.

I have been reading old posts of Mary's blog.  She is incredibly inspirational.  She started her weight loss journey at 345 lbs in 2010.  As of currently she's lost 150 lbs.  I have read up until she's lost 100 lbs.  Her journey is very interesting.  I have never been that big.  I don't ever want to be that big.  It amazes me that people can be so mean.  I do not understand how people can yell out incredibly mean things to people just because they are overweight or different.  People are people no matter your size, color or sexual orientation. 

Anyway, I went on a tangent . . . Mary is very big on challenges to help motivate her.  Her challenges (so far) are not competitive, just something to keep her motivated.  So I have been thinking of doing my own "challenge."  I am very motivated and enjoy running, but other than Zumba on Tuesdays I don't do anything else.  I used to do dumbbells while I worked out on my stepper but I stopped doing that completely when I started running.  My son has a pull-up bar in a doorway and I can't even do one pull-up on it anymore.  So I'm thinking I should do something to build strength, or just something fun.  I found a couple websites with exercises to do, here, here, and here.  I kind of like the last one.  Maybe I'll just mix it up and do a variety of different things.  I'm thinking I'd like to do 3 days of a different exercise other than running, maybe for the month of June (it's coming up fast!). 

Today was my rest day.  Damian had a baseball game and since I ran both Monday and Tuesday, which have been my rest days the last few weeks, I decided to not worry about today. 

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

A run around the lake

After work today we took Damian fishing again at Lake Padden.  Chris doesn't like to eat fish, but he likes to fish.  I don't understand the appeal of fishing, especially if you don't care for fish.  But whatever.  I went along so that I could run around the lake today. 
The trail around the lake is 2.6 miles, however, it is quite steep on one side.  The run was slower (9:49 min/mile) than my current average (9:30 min/mile) but I felt wiped out afterwards.  We took a friend with us to the lake so after the run she wanted to walk around the lake.  I made the very poor decision to put flip flops on, thinking that walking around the lake would not make my shins hurt.  I was wrong.  My shins are on fire.  That means I ran and walked today for 5.2 miles.  That's a long way.

Good news!  My "official" time for the Have a Heart Run on Saturday is up (I'm anxious to see the photos now).  According to the official time, I was faster than what the app on my phone said.

I still don't know if I can count it as a PR because it wasn't actually 3.1 miles.  However, it is entirely possible my phone is off.  The Run advertised that the course was "certified," so if it's so official then it's possible that they are right and my phone is wrong.  :-)  Whatever it was, it was a fast run.  Who knew I could run that fast?  :-)

Because we went to Lake Padden today I missed Zumba.  I really enjoy it, but the family time was fun and we don't have a lot of it with all of Damian's activities.  I will go back to Zumba next Tuesday.  :-)

Monday, May 14, 2012

Have a Heart Run and Mother's Day (kinda long)

The weather here over the weekend was beautiful. It was a perfect morning for the Have a Heart Run on Saturday. It was sunny but cool. It got warmer as the day went on, but the morning was perfect. I got really nervous about 8am. The race started at 9:30 but my sister and I were going to the park at 8:30. Once I got there and got my packet I wasn't as nervous. It was much smaller than the Tulip Run I walked in April so there wasn't a chip to attach to my shoe and they haven't posted the times or pictures yet on their website.
pre-race photo
 I started towards the end of the crowd, but ended up passing a lot of people.  We were told it was narrow in a few places, and it followed the Skagit River, so the lady was pretty insistant that we not fall into it.  :-)  It wasn't too bad though.  I found a person early on to pace.  I was pretty out of breath by the time I got to the turn around point so I knew I was going fast, I didn't want to lose the girl I was following though, so I kept up the pace. 

Finish line
 I was pretty dead by the time I got to the finish line.  And no wonder, my time was 27:03, with a 9:19 min/mile.  However, according the app on my phone, it was only 2.9 miles, so I'm not sure if I can count that as a PR.  I definitely would have been under 29 min which is my last PR, but I didn't actually go the full 5K, so I don't know.  I don't know how that works.  Oh well, I don't know if I could have handled the 0.2 miles I didn't do.  :-) 

I decided that I am not a race person.  I run 3 or more miles on a daily basis.  All a race does is gives me nerves and I have to pay money for that.  I do enjoy the tshirt, however, the Tulip Run tshirt was nicer.  :-)  But I'm not going to complain, I need tshirts.  I may do one of each distance, next one being a 10K, and I definitely want to do Bloomsday which is 7 miles.  I don't think I'm interested in a half or full marathon though.  Nancy and I decided we'd do the Tulip Run again, walking, and I'd do the Have a Heart Run again, it's for a good cause. 

While I was running, my sister took my sons to the play park and Damian slid down the slide with Maddox.  They said Maddox loved the slide. 

Damian is such a good big brother

After the race we went home so I could change and take a quick shower.  Maddox took a short nap and then we went to the Olive Garden for soup and salad.  It was so good.  :-) After Olive Garden we went up to Lake Padden and walked around the lake.  The walk is 2.6 miles.  It was extremely nice and a lot of people had the same idea.  Damian wanted to go fishing, it's trout season, so while we walked around the lake he was supposed to be fishing.  45 min later we got back to him and he was still setting up his hook.  He said whatever he had on his line at first didn't work.  So Nancy and I went and sat down in the grass and talked and watched the lake for another 45 min.

Damian didn't catch anything, but the person fishing next to him gave him a fish.  Damian enjoys eating fish, but I am not much of a fan.  I like crab, shrimp, lobster, etc, but fish are not that great.  Chris doesn't like anything that lives in water and refuses to eat it. 

My sister Nancy, and Maddox "walking" Gizmo.  Maddox
thought it was awesome. :-)
Since I didn't post Saturday or Sunday, I'll briefly touch on my Mother's Day as well.  Chris works weekends, so he wasn't home until late afternoon.  Damian woke me up with eggs and toast for breakfast. Luckily he made scrambled eggs along with an attempted sunny side up egg. The sunny side up egg was still mostly raw, the whites were just barely holding together. I'm surprised he was able to get it on the plate. But it's okay, Gizmo liked it. :-) It's the thought that counts and it was a very awesome thought. After that he told me to go lay down and he would watch Maddox for me, so I got to go back to sleep until 9:30. It was heavenly, I haven't slept in that late since Maddox was born, and even then I wasn't sleeping well before that because I was so pregnant. The weather was beautiful so I laid outside for awhile while Maddox napped and then took Maddox outside to play when he woke up. We had a fire in the backyard and Chris bbqed kabobs with shrimp and mushrooms. :-) It was an extremely relaxing day for me.

Friday, May 11, 2012

The night before . . .

I really believe that the higher weight on the scale every morning had a lot to do with my splurge on a giant margarita in the middle of the week.  Thankfully, today I am down to 165.6, which is a whole pound from last week, but only 0.2 from the week before.  But I will take it.  After seeing 170 yesterday I was a little panicked. 

Tomorrow is my first timed 5K for the Have a Heart Run.  I am looking forward to it, but am unsure what to expect.  My sister isn't running with me this time so I am a little nervous.  I hope I don't get lost, I hope I make good time, I hope I run the whole thing.  I shouldn't have any problems, but still . . . you never know. 

Thankfully my sister will be at the finish line so she can take a picture of me.  :-)  I'm sad that I don't have a picture of me finishing the Tulip Run, but I didn't run that one, so I suppose it's okay.  I absolutely have to have a pic of this one and I can't afford to buy one, so my sister has to do it. I have to remember to take pictures the event.  :-)

After the run we're going to go to the Olive Garden again for soup and salad and then we're going to go up to Lake Padden (which is north of where I live) and we're going to walk around the lake while D fishes.  Damian suggested ice cream afterwards, but I'm not sure.  However, the weather is suppose to be glorious, so we'll see. 

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Just another day in the life of . . .

I completely forgot to post yesterday.  I didn't mean to, I just went to bed and didn't post.  Then tonight I was headed to bed and realized I hadn't posted today either.  I can't go two days in a row.  I don't have that many followers, but I have told myself that I will post everyday for myself.  So I am posting at 10pm tonight.

This week my weight went up again.  I know my official weigh-in is tomorrow, but everyday this week my weight has been 167 or higher.  Today it was 170 (ahhhhh! will I never get away from that damn number!?).  I do not keep track of my food.  I did for a while and then I stopped, and after I stopped I lost 3 lbs, so that was just confirming that I didn't need to keep track.  Unfortunately, I've gained back the 3lbs (well, we'll see tomorrow) so I've been wondering what I'm eating.  I had that margarita and over ate at the Mexican restuarant the other day.  I have noticed that when I drink tequila it totally screws up my digestive system for a couple days afterwards.  I haven't drank very much since I got pregnant, which is now 19 months (holy cow, that's a long time!), so that one giant margarita was a lot for me.  (Just to clarify, I'm not a big drinker, but I do like to go out every so often and tequila is my shot of choice.)

I am really opposed to changing my food.  I don't mind eating less but I don't want to eat completely different foods.  I like the food we eat, and I don't think we eat terribly unhealthily (yes, that's a word, well, in my mind it is).  There are definitely some things that are not good for us, but we very, very rarely eat out and pretty much never eat fast food anymore.  I have changed my morning food, I now make a one-min muffin every day and have a green drink as a "snack" mid-morning.  Today I had a ham salad for lunch and egg noodles scrambled with eggs and peas (yum) for dinner, that doesn't sound terrible, right?  I had a hard boiled egg as a snack and a spoonful of peanut butter after my run.  This is normal food for me, dinner actually is usually a bit more, chicken, steak or hamburger with potato and a vegetable.  *sigh* I guess I will have to start tracking my food again if I want to stay away from 170 (evil, evil number).

My runs have been uneventful.  Just my normal 3 miles.  I'm getting excited for the Have a Heart Run on Saturday.  It's only 3 miles and I do that everyday, but it's a new experience so my nerves are starting to kick in.  My sister is coming up to watch Maddox and then we're planning on going to go to Olive Garden afterwards for soup and salad and then we're going for a "walk" around a lake.  It's about 2 and a half miles, fairly easy, and Damian can fish while we walk.  It should be fun.  :-)

Mother's Day is this weekend and I'm pretty positive we're doing nothing.  Which is okay.  Chris and Damian have always gotten me a fuschia for Mother's Day, so I'm expecting that and hopefully some sort of dinner I don't have to cook (that is not pizza). 

Yesterday Damian had a baseball game.  It was cold!!  The sun was shining and it looked beautiful out, but the wind was blowing and it was super, super cold.  There is nothing to break the wind at this park so it was even worse.  There is a line of trees on one side, but that was not where the wind was coming from.  We finally had to go stand in the trees with Maddox to try to keep from freezing to death.
Trying to stay warm
Damian's team won.  He was extremely excited.  The team they played had been undefeated.  He was still talking about it today.  Plus, he played catcher, and that is his favorite position.  (He hasn't played it much this year.)

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

NSV - non-scale victory

Yesterday I decided to try on some skirt outfits that I haven't worn in years.  I don't believe I've worn any of the outfits I tried on yesterday since before I moved to Mt. Vernon, and I've lived here 4 and a half years.  I've tried them on but I couldn't get them past my thighs.  I don't know why I keep things I haven't worn in years and years, things I can't even fit into.  I guess I keep them because I really like the outfits and hope that someday I'll be able to wear them again.  Anyway, yesterday I tried on 3 different skirts and matching tops.  I was able to get all three past my thighs, and hips, and zip them up!  I was soooooo excited.  I didn't wear any of them because they were all still tight, I had quite the muffin top, and looked more like a sausage, but the fact that I could get them over my hips and zipped thrilled me!

I have been feeling really tired and just down lately.  It seems like Chris and I are grumping at each other constantly and I'm just plain tired of my life right now.  Maddox still does not sleep through the night and I don't really know how to get him to sleep all night.  I realize it is my fault, he slept in my bed with us until he was about 8-9 months old.  I still breast feed at night, and a few times during the day, so he would wake up and I'd just stick a boob in his mouth.  I decided he needed to sleep in his own bed, so he's been doing that for 2 months or so, but he wakes up at 10:30ish and again at 12am and 4am.  The biggest problem with this is that I automatically go in his room and end up laying down with him and fall asleep, actually I don't even really wake up, I usually just wake up in his room not remembering going there.  I don't really do this at 10:30, but by 12 I am completely out and just do it.  This makes me very tired all the time.  Even though I don't wake up fully, it still disturbs my sleep.  Plus, Damian is so busy all the time, I just don't feel like I have any time to just sit and do nothing. 

So today I told Chris I wanted to go out to dinner after Zumba.  We went to a mexican restuarant near our house.  I'm not crazy about Mexican food, but I LOVE margaritas.  So we went there so I could have a giant margarita.  They have one dish that I like a lot and since we haven't been there since before I had Maddox I thought it was FABULOUS.  I ate waaaayyyy too much, not to mention the margarita (yes, I drank the whole thing).  We got home and I felt full and bloated.  I like to walk when I eat too much so I told Chris I was going to walk around the block. . . my block ended up being about a mile and a half.  It was so peaceful, I didn't take my headphones, so it was just me and the city sounds and the sunset.  It was nice.  I stole took some lilacs from a couple different yards.  (They are my favorite spring flower and my bush only has 4 blooms, so I don't want to clip those.)  :-)

Monday, May 7, 2012

Bloomsday 2013 here I come

This last weekend was the Bloomsday Run in Spokane,WA, it is almost a 7.5 mile run.  I have never been to it, or even really thought about it until last year.  Last year my dad was trying to get healthy and was walking quite a bit.  He mentioned that he was thinking about doing it in passing and my sister and I decided we really wanted to do it with him.  At the time I was running, not very far, and I wasn't pushing myself at the time, but I was also pregnant.  It was early in my pregnancy and I thought it would be no problem.  Well, February came around and I was much bigger and then my Dad got sick and quit walking.  And then April came and my Dad didn't start walking again after being sick, and I was not walking, much less running at all, and was 7 months pregnant and thinking "what in the world was I thinking of when I agreed to walk with my dad?"  Needless to say, both my Dad and I decided we were not going to walk in the Bloomsday run and my sister agreed to do it another year.  I brought it up at the beginning of March, right after I started running again (seriously this time), but my Dad has been having a lot of health problems this past winter and couldn't so I didn't sign up for it. 

Yesterday a friend posted his time running the Bloomsday Run on Facebook and I decided I was going to do it next year.  So . . . I that is my newest goal, to run the Bloomsday Run next May. 
I keep forgetting that my first officially timed 5K run is this weekend, The Have a Heart Run.  I am nervous about it, but mostly because I have never run a race before (I walked the Tulip Run with my sister) and I don't like crowds of strangers.  At least with the Tulip Run I had my sister the whole way, but this I will be completely by myself.  My sister is going to come up and watch Maddox for me and (hopefully) take a picture of me at the finish line.  Other than the crowd and doing something out of my comfort zone (a race) I'm not worried about it at all.  It's a 5K, just 3.1 miles, I do that daily.  I'm not aiming for a PR because I've sorta gone as fast as I think I can already. 
I honestly don't know if I could get that under 30 min at this point.  I know I will eventually be able to, but not right now.  Kinda makes me wish I had gone slower so that I could save my PR for an official race.  :-)  Actually, if I have my Saturday's time (9.21 min/mile) I could have a new PR, but I'm honestly not trying to do anything fancy.  Mostly I'm just doing this to see if I like racing, or if I should just keep it to my daily runs.  (Although, I think I'm going to do Bloomsday next year no matter what.)

No run today because I went to Damian's baseball game.  No run tomorrow (maybe) because I'm going to Zumba.  So we'll see.  Besides, I have another pretty nasty blister in the same spot as my last one,  (I really am getting tired of them) so I think a couple days of rest will be good.  Although, I'm already kinda longing for run, so we'll see. 

Sunday's post - late

Ever have one of those days where you just don't want to do anything??  It was HARD for me to wake up yesterday.  Maddox woke up at his normal 6am, but thankfully, Chris works and is up, so I handed him off to Chris and crawled back into bed for another 30 min. when Chris has to leave for work.  (It completely sucks that my "sleeping in" is only 30 min longer than my normal weekday wake up time.) I dragged myself to the couch and almost fell asleep again.  Luckily Maddox made a loud noise and prevented me from completely nodding off. 

I skipped church (again, this is becoming a bad habit) and almost talked myself into skipping my run.  However, I didn't, I dragged myself off the couch around 11am and got my work out gear on.  I don't know about anyone else, but once I have my workout clothes on I am more motivated to get out the door.  So, while Maddox was napping (don't worry, Damian was home) I took off.  After my run we had tons of errands to do, I don't think I got to sit down for longer than 30 min to feed Maddox until 8:30pm.  Yeah, not my idea of a relaxing Sunday, although I did get flowers and planted them.  :-)

I ran for 4.5 miles.  I wanted to stop, but at the beginning of my run I told myself I was going to do 4.5 miles so I didn't let myself stop.  I think that is what my problem is on days where I don't have a set distance.  I get tired and I just stop, like Saturday, I went out wanting to do a longer run, but with no clear plan of how far and I ended up stopping at 3.5 miles.  It also happened here.  It was the first time on a new trail, I didn't know how long the trail was and I had no plan of exactly where I was going or how far I wanted to go. 

Anyway, I made great time.  I seem to have picked up my pace a bit without trying to.  I am running closer to a 9.3 min/mile more often instead of my usual 10.3 min/mile.  However, now that I've typed that I will have slowed down again.  I am okay with going slower because I'm not out to set records, I just go to run.  :-)

Today is another baseball game.  It is B-E-A-utiful (anyone recognize the quote?) outside today so the baseball game should me much, much nicer than Saturday's.  My sister is coming up to watch D play, so no run tonight.  And tomorrow is Zumba so no run tomorrow.  I could actually probably squeeze in a run, but I most likely won't. . .  maybe a short one.  :-)

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Cold baseball game

Damian had a baseball game today.  The weatherman said it was supposed to be sunny, I distinctly remember hearing that we weren't supposed to get any rain until Thursday.  Honestly, I expect anything over 24 hours to be guess and speculation, but usually it's so so accurate for anything under 24 hours.  However, this morning I woke up to rain.  Surprisingly, the game wasn't canceled, so I dressed myself and Maddox warmly and off we went.  Holy freaking cold!  Rain, a little wind (enough to be really cold) and a baby that doesn't like to be held for long periods of time, unless he's fast asleep.  Wet grass, rain from the sky . . . yeah, it wasn't fun. 

I have thought a couple times that putting Maddox to bed in his crib to fall asleep on his own is not beneficial when we are out and about and it's naptime.  Maddox doesn't fall asleep easily when he is being held.  With Damian, I always held him, I had the worst time getting him to go to sleep in his own bed, he was so used to me holding him.  Maddox is completely opposite.  It probably has a lot to do with me being older and Maddox being my second child. Anyway, Maddox finally fell asleep, after a lot of walking and rocking, and then slept through most of the game.  Thankfully, because the weather just went downhill.  I was thankful for a semiwaterproof blanket and a hood.  I was annoyed because my umbrella was in the car, but I didn't grab it and by the time I really needed it Maddox was asleep and I didn't want to risk waking him up.

Damian's team won their first game.  I'm really happy they won, it's no fun to be on a team that always loses.  Damian scored the first point of the game and was almost the only point.  However, the last inning at bat, they got 4 more points, making the score 5-0.

I decided to go for a longer run today.  The longer trail is 2 miles, so if you do it out and back, then it's 4. (I realize I'm doing a lot of simple math for you, I'll try to stop.)  However, my street is smack in the middle of the trail, so I go one way to the end and then turn around and go to the other end and back to my street.  The second half of the trail goes by a park and I can go a different route to get home if I want.  (When I first started running I ran/walked to that park and back home and it was about 2 miles round trip.)  Today my the music on my phone decided not to work.  It played several songs on my way to the trail and then just as I started running it stopped for no reason.  I started it again and again it stopped in the middle of the first song.  I couldn't get it to play more than half a song, so I just turned it off.  At first it felt fine, I heard the birds, the traffic, the stream, people talking just off the trail in their yards . . . but by the second half I was just tired.  I felt that I was going super slow, and I couldn't focus on anything other than my breathing (loud and labored) and how tired I was.  So I ran to the end of the trail and then back to the park and just stopped.  I was done.  I was tired.  I didn't want to run anymore.  I walked home.  I was okay with that, I still ran 3.5 miles.

Turns out I wasn't going super slow, I was going pretty fast.  About a 9.2 min/mile.  I did 3.5 miles in 32 and a half mins.  I usually do 3 miles in that time. 

(I still don't understand why it says I burn less calories when I go faster.  I seriously would think that you burn more calories when you go faster.)

Friday, May 4, 2012

Friday weigh in

I'm not sure what to think about my weight.  Last week I lost 3 lbs, the week before I lost 1.2 lbs but the week prior I was up 0.6 lb.  This week my weight is 166.6, which is 0.8 up from last week.  I didn't feel confident all week about my weight.  I don't think I've done anything different than normal.  Maybe my body is just getting used to the running and the less food and has decided not to go down any farther.  However, I'm not going to worry about it for another week.  Next week if I haven't gone down, or (scary thought) gone up again, then I will have to change something (probably food-wise).

NSV's are, my pants are falling off, I have to tighten my belt to the next notch, my ring is about to fall off my finger (I almost lost it in the garbage today), Chris has told me that he can see and feel a difference in my body, I can run 3 miles without stopping at all to catch my breath . . .

I have been thinking a lot about what type of exercise I can propose to Chris to participate in to get healthier and I haven't had any luck thinking of anything . . . until today.  Chris does not enjoy running or even walking and I couldn't think of anything else that didn't require a gym membership or buying something.  I thought of a bike, but we only have one adult bike (mine, I never use it) and if I don't go with him, I could see him stopping it very quickly.  Today I finally thought of something.  Before I got pregnant we went to the park and played basketball a couple times and tennis once.  Chris mentioned that he really liked it, he liked playing a sport rather than just running (or walking).  So, I need to figure out how to get him to the park 3 or 4 days a week to play tennis or basketball.  The biggest problem with these sports is the rain.  We live in western WA, it rains allllll the time.  Luckily we're headed toward sunnier weather, so maybe I can get him exercising enough while it's nice that he'll figure something out for the winter. 

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Counting slugs

When you are running do you worry about getting attacked?  I have these thoughts all the time.  Every single time I run.  Every time I pass a guy with a dog, or a group of young adult guys.  I run on trails near my house and they go through very wooded areas at times.  I don't know if it's because of hearing all the horror stories on tv, news, tv shows . . .  I use a GPS tracker, Map My Fitness on my phone, so I tell Chris that he can look up where I am on there, but I still freak out all the time. 

Today the weather was very drizzly.  Lots and lots of "misty" rain.  Damian's game was cancelled because of it.  Surprisingly, Chris asked if I wanted to go for a walk when I got home, so I, of course, said yes.  If you've read this post and this post then you know I why I never say no when Chris asks to go for a walk.  Needless to say, I really, really didn't want to go for a run afterwards. 

I got home and changed right away and left.  I knew if I waited there was no way I was going to go.  The first mile was gruesome.  All I could think about what how badly I did not want to be doing what I was doing.  So, about a fourth of the way into the run I decided I was going to count slugs.  I hate slugs, I hate everything about them, they are slimey, they eat my flowers, they are funny looking, I even hate stepping on them because they are slimey and make a yucky squish when you step on them . . . I hate slugs.  I counted 55 slugs going up the trail and 110 slugs going back.  Yuck! 
I have been reading Katie and Frickin' Fabulous at 40's blogs for awhile.  And recently I started reading Jen's blog.  Those three are participating in the Ragnar Relay.  I found Mary on Jen's blog and spend a good portion of today reading about her weight loss.  I would very much like to follow Mary, and possibly others but the link at the top of the screen where it says "Share   Report   Abuse   Next Blog>>"  no longer has the "Follow" link.  I don't know how to get Mary (and any other blogs I want to read regularly) to show up on my dashboard.  Anyone else notice this and know how I can follow additional blogs??

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Happy "anniversary"

I noticed something yesterday . . . Let me start from the beginning. . . Yesterday I planned to go to Zumba, the class was $3, but I thought I had no money, so while I was taking a client grocery shopping at Walmart I decide I'd buy something small so that I can get some money back to go to Zumba.  I caved and bought myself a Butterfinger (yum!).  (Did you know that when you get money back at Walmart, they can only give you multiples of 20's?  How lame is that??  Not to mention as I was putting the $20 bill away in my wallet I found I actually had $15, how annoying.)  Anyway, I didn't eat it right away, I decided to save it for a little bit.  But then after Zumba I decided to eat it.  The first bite was fabulous.  But when I was almost done with it, I noticed I didn't taste it very much anymore.  I was just eating it because it was there, not because I liked the way it tasted.  Don't get me wrong I love Butterfingers, I just didn't notice the taste much after the first few bites.  So then I savored the last few bites.

But have you ever noticed that?  You enjoy the first couple bites of food, and then (if you're me) you arrange your last bite to have all the goodness possible, so you can enjoy your last bite as well.  The funny thing about this observation is that when I was reading old posts on A Small Loss today I saw that she said that people enjoy the first bite of food and the last bite of food.  I think that is absolutely true.  I enjoy my  first couple and my last bite.  I will even "arrange" my food (salads, etc.) so it has all the yummy parts for the last bite.  Yesterday I ate that entire Butterfinger just because it was there.  I could have stopped at halfway and even thought about it and been completely happy.  But no, I ate the whole thing. 

Today was my 14 year anniversary.  If you've read my about me page, then you know that I have not been with my husband the entire 14 years.  We separated, and actually went through a divorce (which I just noticed I didn't mention in my about me page), and then got back together after 6 years of being apart.  (We call each other husband and wife and are more committed to each other now than we ever were as a young married couple, but we've never officially gotten remarried.)  Neither of us remembers the date we got back together, so we really don't have a "real" anniversary.  I want to celebrate an anniversary though, so I declared May 2 (our original wedding date) as our anniversary.  I don't quite know how to count the years we've been together.  I always say we were married 14 years ago, but in reality we were not together for 6 of those years . . . so I always feel like I'm lying about the years.  Oh well, we know the truth, and we are extremely happy with the way life turned out. 

This year we celebrated our anniversary at Damian's extremely long baseball game.  We are completely broke at the moment, so even if we hadn't had that game to go to, we still wouldn't have done anything.  But it's kind of a let down to not do anything.  Chris bought me some flowers and I meant to get him a card, but I am such a space cadet that I forgot to do that. 

This is Chris's and my song.  It fits us perfectly.

            I Need You ~ Tim McGraw and Faith Hill
I wanna drink that shot of whiskey
I wanna smoke that cigarette
I wanna smell that sweet addiction on my breath
I wanna ride 'cross West Virginia in the backseat of a Cadillac
You know some cowboys like me go out like that
So I need you

Like a needle needs a vein
Like my uncle Joe in Oklahoma needs the rain
I need you like a lighthouse on the coast
Like the father and the son need the holy ghost
I need you

I wanna get lost in some corner booth
Cantina Mexico
I wanna dance to the static of an AM radio
I wanna wrap the moon around us and lay beside you skin on skin
Make love 'til the sun comes up… 'til the sun goes down again
‘Cause I need you

Like a needle needs a vein
Like uncle Joe in Oklahoma needs the rain
I need you
Like a lighthouse needs a coast
Like the father and the son need the holy ghost
I need you
oooohhhhh I need you

I wanna drink that shot of whiskey
I wanna smoke that cigarette
You know some cowboys like me go out like that
So I need you
ooooohh I need

I wish I had a picture of Damian playing baseball to post, but my phone was almost dead at the game so I didn't take one.  Instead, in honor of my "anniversary" I'll leave you with a cheesy quote picture. :-) 

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Urkel's back!

I went to Zumba tonight.  It was really fun.  It was a completely different type of workout than running.  I can tell I'm going to be sore tomorrow.  I kept thinking that if I can run 3 miles I can do this. :-) I think it's going to be my new Tuesday thing.  I could totally do it more than once a week.  I think it would be good to do something other than run every day. 

I have been weighing myself regularly, and I have to say I'm kinda bummed.  Last week my weight almost everyday was 166-167 and then I weighed in at 165.8 on my official weight.  This week my weight has been 167-168.  I'm really worried that my weight is going back up.  I haven't seen 170, so I'm happy about that but I was really looking forward to another loss.  I realize it's only Tuesday, but last Monday or Tuesday (I can't remember which) I saw 162.  How silly to be obsessed about this. . .

Tomorrow I am going for a run.  I haven't run now for 2 days.  Zumba was fun, but there's nothing quite like running.  I don't think I've changed much of my diet this week so I'm not real sure why my weight has gone up. 

Have any of you seen Total Blackout?  (I don't know what channel it's on because we're watching it OnDemand and Chris doesn't want to pause it.)  It is hilarious!  Number 1, it's got Urkel, well, actor that played Urkel, Jaleel White.  It's got people in completely darkness touching things and tasting things and going through things, in complete darkness.  The people are on it and are super funny. I know, without a doubt, that I could never do it.