Beautiful sunshine. Good podcasts. I’m so lucky I get to run, even when it feels really, really tough.
Read on. Run on.
Greetings! I think I maybe have some nifty new readers, and that is awesome. (Shoutout to #thebloggesstribe!) Even if I have some nifty consistent readers, though, that’s just as awesome. I’m really glad you’re here. Even if my dad is the only person who reads this, that’s totally just as awesome. (Hi, Dad!)
So let’s get it out there. I had a super-lazy-super-bad-eating-DGAF kind of a day yesterday. It took all day for me to get even half way out of my funk and “turn that frown upside down” if you’re looking for the professional terminology.
Once I did, though, I was unstoppable for a good 18 minutes! Even just washing up a few batches of fruits and veggies for the week was enough to give me a little power boost.
I also made a late-evening trip to the grocery store, which wasn’t even interrupted until I was in the checkout line and hubby called to tell me that LJ had shoved a pea up her nose and it was stuck and what should he do now. (Sidenote: flat-nosed[NOT POINTY] tweezers work as long as you can get your kid to stop screaming/flailing long enough to let you actually get near them with said flat-nosed tweezers. Probably not the safest method, but c’mon, that pea was RIGHT there. Hubby was looking for ye olde handy Nose Frida, though. Would have resorted to that if she hadn’t calmed down and sat still. Don’t judge me. We’re fine and she and I have discussed the fact that this has happened more than once. I think we’re at a good place.)
First up on the meal train this week: black bean and sweet potato chili! Actually pulled it from a Weight Watchers meal planning guide. Very enjoyable and 7 SP for 1 1/2 cups of chili with a tablespoons of light sour cream, and a couple tablespoons of avocado.
LJ mostly tolerated it, which really is a solid B+ in preschooler life. I added some extra full-fat plain Greek yogurt to hers to take the chili edge off of it and give her a little nutrient boost.
Both LJ and hubby said they like this better than our usual slow-cooker chili, so I think it’ll be making a comeback.
In unrelated news, our weekend was rather eventful. A party Friday night, dance pictures Saturday morning, and a Stephen Kellogg concert Saturday evening along with our annual post-Valentine’s Valentine’s date. And some effing amazing vegetarian spring rolls at a Vietnamese restaurant we randomly picked. Baby shower Sunday. No-work, crash-and-burn kind of Monday. And here we are!
Most importantly (k, not really MOST), I have new running shoes! Getting a package with running shoes in it is like a little taste of Christmas in February. New ASICS, and I lurrrrrvvveee them. I don’t know why I stray from the Gel-Kayanos ever. My feet feel like they’re in a comfy, cozy, happy home when I put them on.
Well, that’s enough of a photo-dump for the evening. Hope you’re all doing well and enjoying life. If not, go do something fun. Or relaxing. Or sleep (which I find fun and relaxing). Right now! Go!
Read on. Run on.
Happy post-Valentine’s Day, chickadees! Did you get your sugar fix? Or are you still all hopped up on the stuff? It has been a cuh-ray-zee few days in our world. I feel like I haven’t stopped going places and doing things for a few days now.
In the midst of a jam-packed Valentine’s Day, I did a thing. A scary thing. A “what have I done?” thing. I wasn’t really planning on sharing it quite yet, but there’s no time like the present to commit and blab all over social media (I guess?).
That’s right. I registered for the Big Daddy of them all. The marathon. I have just under a year to train. And I’m nervous as all get-out. You may watch me crash and burn again, but you can bet I’m going to fight like hell for this one.
I’ll switch subjects now, because I’m sure you’ll hear plenty more about this coming up. I’m still processing the fact that I actually hit that “Register” button and all that it will mean for my life these next 11 months.
In slightly related news, we ran the Valentine’s Day 5k! As usual, Twin Cities in Motion put on a great event. I really enjoy their runs: the atmosphere, the organization, and the fun. They are definitely one of my Friday Favorites.
Of course, we had to make our traditional post-Valentine’s Run Donut Run. To Glam Doll. Because they are Glam Doll. Donuts already give me googly eyes. Glam Doll donuts? They take it to an even higher level of hearts.
Above are the only two pictures I was able to take of our purchases. Because I ate my Matcha White Chocolate donut before I remembered to take a picture, so you’ll see it’s an empty bag. And I caught hubby in action as he ate his classic Starlet.
Early morning runs have been unseasonably warm this week. I won’t complain. I guess I did complain about my lunch run today, because it was TOO warm. In Minnesota. In February.
It’s just so much more soul-satisfying when I get my run done in the morning. Because I get some of my favorite views of this beautiful world we live in.
All righty. A busy weekend awaits. I hope you all have a lovely one, whether you’re running trails or running errands or just relaxing (make sure to do some relaxing).
Read on. Run on.
Haaaappppyyyy Friday! How was your week, my dear little bookworms? I’m glad to be heading into the weekend, and we’ve got a Valentine’s Day 5k coming up tomorrow. Not sure if hubby will be so into it, because he was hit with “the crud” after I was. And he hasn’t been able to recover/get any runs in. We’ll take it easy.
I first saw this book when I was shopping for Christmas presents a few months ago. I was very attracted to the cover and the playful illustrations. I considered getting it for my besties, but I passed simply due to finding other titles that fit their hobbies and interests.
Although I do think this book is a sweet dedication to best friends, I’m sort of glad I passed on it. It’s fun for a look-through, but I felt it told a story that was fairly specific to Goren and her own best friend. A lot of the details were too particular, and I know they didn’t apply to my besties and me. I found myself wanting the story to be a little more generic, since I assume the author was aiming to encompass a broad group of experiences and relationships for many women.
It was also a bit sugary-sweet for me. Maybe my besties and I have a slightly grittier relationship, but we occasionally have a tiff or disagreement. And we’re a lot grosser than Goren and her bestie seem to be. That happens when you’re in a long-term bestie-relationship. You deal with the pretty and not-so-pretty realities of life.
Ultimately, I enjoyed reading this, because it did remind me of many silly and heart-warming memories I have with my besties. And I’m happy to read about Goren’s lovely friendship, too. Not to mention she has some wonderful design/illustration skills. seriously lovely. I’d recommend this as a light read to those who have strong female friendships in their lives. It will most certainly make them reflect on the appreciation and love they have for their besties.
All right. That’s what I’ve got for today. Aiming for a Sorta-Silent-Saturday post tomorrow and a race recap next week. (Though I’m not sure I’d consider this “racing” by any means.)
Enjoy your weekends!
Today’s Tasty Tuesday isn’t exactly what it has been in the past. Because this is what we ate tonight:
I’m putting it “out there,” because I want this blog to reflect my reality, whether that’s the fluffy happy stuff or the down-in-the-dumps, order-pizza-because-I-don’t-know-how-to-move kind of stuff. I am human. This is something that happens to me. This is how my body wants to cope with stress, and some days, I can’t push through it.
In particular, this kind of thing happens when I’m just worn out. Restless sleep has been my normal these past couple of weeks. A constant weight on my shoulders and chest is the anxiety that plagues me at most all hours. Between illness and other various stressors, I went into today feeling like I was barely keeping it together. I slept all of 4 hours last night, but I still crawled out of bed to greet the day with a run.
It was hard. I feel I have reverted to square one. Between the ice and junky weather, loss of endurance, and various aches and pains (some related to my injury, some not), I’ve gone up almost 2 minutes per mile. It.Makes.Me.Feel.Crazy.
But I knew without my run, I’d just feel crazier. So I did it anyway.
I came home to a sick baby. AGAIN! I am so, so tired of having a sick kid. I feel awful for her, and I can’t fix it. I hate missing work, and I hate feeling behind. And all of it takes the wind out of my sails.
But this morning, I was able to pick up those droopy sails and get through the day. Once she started feeling better, we played and danced and made art and sang. We watched movies and read a zillion books and just enjoyed each other’s company. Rather than trying to fix her troubles, I just tried to enjoy this extra time together.
I fully believe I was able to do this because I ran this morning. It takes an edge off the anxiety, and it gives me even a momentary feeling of peace.
The slick pavement covered in shadows and black ice? That is my refuge. The crisp morning air that burns my lungs and leaves me wheezing a bit when I get back indoors? The burn is a reminder of what I can accomplish when I push through. The ache in my legs detracts from that weight on my shoulders.
Certainly, there have been darker days. I have dealt with them. I will continue to deal with them. There will be better days. I know this to be true, because I have lived it time and time again.
Read on. Run on.
Mad Eye Moody Constant Vigilence 5k for Hogwarts Running Club: completed. Miles managed.
Then, post-run waffles with the kiddo’s Frozen waffle iron she got for Christmas.(She wasn’t amused that I dubbed them “Olaffles.” I thought I was clever. She insisted they’re “Anna & Elsa” waffles, which I think is kinda morbid.)
And post-waffle movies/snuggling.
Hope your weekend was dandy.
Read on. Run on.