I blame the 4th of July, really. Usually our family routine is pretty laid back and fitting in workouts regularly isn’t THAT hard. (My willpower is much more of a barrier than my actual schedule.) Over the holiday weekend, we had TONS of picnics and parties and activities. Two things happened: our schedule got all sorts of screwed up, and I started eating really (REALLY, REALLY) badly. I let myself fall into a really lazy routine of snacking and not working out for a week and a half after that … and then I realized I had less than a month till my next 5K.
When I went out running at the end of last week, I felt TERRIBLE. Every footfall felt like I weighed a million pounds and was running in sand instead of on the sidewalk. I have no one to blame but myself.
I’m in panic mode. The big baby in me just wants to say “forget it” and skip my next race, then prepare for the following race in October instead. But this next one is the COLOR RUN. I’ve been looking forward to this one for months. THIS race, which my friends raved about, was one of my main motivations to start running! I can’t give up.
So panic becomes motivation. We all make mistakes, right? Time get back up, dust myself off, and keep trying.
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Our weekend was a whirlwind of fun picnics, amazing food, and fireworks. I’m not complaining one bit, but WHEW was it exhausting! Myles is totally off his sleep-schedule so it’s going to be a few days till we’re back to normal around here.
I’m also feeling like I ATE my way through the weekend (omg picnic-food…) so I’m feeling sluggish and generally “blah”. I’m looking forward to getting back to normal eating and running. I have another 5K in less than a month … eek!
I got a nice comment from Sara this morning letting me know she nominated me for this blog-award…
Here are the rules:
Thank and link to the person who nominated you. (Thank you, Sara – everyone go check out her new blog, Sweaty Mess Mama!)
List the rules and display the award.
Share seven facts about yourself. (See below)
Nominate 15 other amazing blogs and comment on their posts to let them know they have been nominated. (Also below.)
Seven Facts About Me…
I am with my high school sweetheart. Mike and I dated in high school (I was a senior, he was a junior). We broke up after about a year but I never quite got over him. I got married to the guy I dated after him, moved away, got divorced … and years later Mike and I ended up back together. We’re technically engaged, but we’re both pretty happy with our relationship as-is so I don’t know if we’ll ever technically get married — but we still call each other “husband” and “wife”. (I wrote about our “love story” in a 3-part series.)
I’m a (semi-) crunchy mom, I guess… I became an instant step-mama when Mike and I got together. My step-son, Ben is almost 6 years old now and it’s hard to believe he was just a little toddler when Mike and I got back together. Mike and I also have a son, Myles, together. Myles was born at home with a midwife, which was one of the most amazing, empowering experiences I’ve ever had. I loosely follow the basic ideas of attachment parenting (co-sleeping, gentle discipline, etc.) but I am far from perfect.
I almost became an anthropologist. When I graduated high school, I had NO idea what I wanted to do with my life. My mother pushed me to study computer science because I’ve been a fanatic for computers most of my life. So I started in the CS department. At the end of my freshman year, I decided I hated it, and I was really in love with anthropology after having taken a few electives. I switched my major and took tons of anthropology/archaeology classes. I even went on a dig! I absolutely LOVED it, but by the end of my sophomore year, I had matured enough to realize I didn’t have the dedication to go on and get a master’s degree right away, and I was too much of a homebody to travel the globe studying foreign people and cultures. So I switched my major once again and ended up with a degree in Management Information Systems (MIS).
I have a love/hate relationship with social media. I’ve written about it before, but I continue to love Twitter and hate Facebook. As a web developer, I feel like I HAVE TO be on Facebook, but I really wish it would go away already…
I have a lazy eye. Thankfully, it doesn’t “drift” much at all anymore, but when I was a kid, my right eye turned in toward my nose sometimes. I had to wear a patch on my good eye when I was around 3-4 years old, to try and strengthen the muscles in my right eye to keep it straight. I remember as a very little girl, my doctor told me if I wore my glasses, some day my eyes would possibly get better and I wouldn’t have to wear them anymore. I took it to heart and took very good care of my glasses, wearing them faithfully. By the time I was 16, I didn’t need them anymore!
Straw papers and crumpled napkins gross me out. (File this under really bizarre, I know…) At restaurants, after you take the paper of your straw and crumple it up, I get really weird about it … that crumpled up paper (in my mind) is germy and gross and I want it as far away as I can push it. And don’t even talk to me about if you sit down at a table and there’s a crumpled straw paper from the last person who sat there. (Queue heebie-jeebie shudder…) Also, if you crumple up your napkin and put it on your plate at the end of a meal, then whatever leftover food might be underneath or beside that napkin INSTANTLY becomes toxic to me. If you pick a leftover french fry from underneath your napkin, I will dry heave in my mouth a little. I don’t know WHY those things gross me out so badly, but they really freak me out.
I am incredibly uncoordinated. Perhaps it was because of that lazy-eye, but I have terrible hand-eye coordination. Softball in school was a joke. I also pretty much suck at basketball, volleyball, tennis, and anything else that calls for catching/throwing a ball or hitting it with some kind of implement. I was a cheerleader and a sprinter on the track and field team, because that was the most coordination I could manage. Even so… I always manage to be the ONE person that makes a klutzy fool of herself!
I know in the middle of our icy-tundra winter, I swore I wouldn’t complain about this … but holy crap is it HOT out there!
It’s been in the 80s plus rainy and damp, so the humidity is just amazing. Our landlord seems to have “forgotten” that our central a/c is broken, so we’re basically like …
Yup. We have casement windows so normal window-unit air conditioners won’t fit in our windows. I got one of those freestanding roll-around a/c units and have it cleverly rigged (read: duct tape and styrofoam) to the window in our living room, but it really only cools the vicinity immediately in front of it. So… yah.
I went running Friday night. It kind of felt like running in a steam room. ICK. Shockingly, I had a great pace going and was doing pretty well till … BAM!
Damn heaved-up crack in the sidewalk just came OUTTA NOWHERE, I swear! It’s tough to tell in the picture, but I have abrasions all down my shin. I kept running another 0.7 miles after this, but I was pretty bruised and bloody (and mostly embarrassed) when I got home.
I decided to be lazy and take Saturday off. Not sure yet if I’ll run tonight. (I mean, it IS True Blood night…)