Apples and Bananas

You know when you really think about that song.. huh.  Yeah.  I guess I'm more of a banana kind of girl, but which ever floats your boat - I say go for it.  Speaking of apples though...

It seems here lately now that the weather has warmed up to a full degree of stifling with a side of air so humid you'd wonder how anyone would ever need a steam facial there is a trend going around of people blogging about hair removal.  Not just any hair removal, but the hair belonging to lady bits.

The accounts of Mrs. Fatass, Drazil, and Drazil's partner in crime, Amy have all had me laughing to tears.  Mainly because the whole time I'm nodding saying uh huh, yeah.... oh really??  I really truly encourage you to go and read all of these posts if you haven't already.  Heck while you're there check out some of their other posts too!

Now here's the disclaimer part.  If you know me personally, have to look me in the eye at least occasionally and are an easy blusher you may want to look away.  Unless you're one of those dear few who there just is no such thing as a TMI.  Bless your hearts.  I love you.  For the rest of you... here we go.

Focu.... what? SHINY!

What is this week's goal?  Focus.  Focus to make the right choices.  Focus on whether I really want the hotdog with slaw and onions and mayo and mustard, and the cheeseburger with mayo and pickle.. it is a small burger after all... and the hot dog alone just isn't enough... should I get the basket of world's most delicious french fries that's the size of my head too?? ... YES I do really want it - but focus.. do I want the self loathing and doubt and bloating that comes with it?? ... yeah not so much.  Do I want a grilled chicken sandwich with baked potato chips and a side of "hey I can still like myself today" and not undo all that progress.  Yeah, I like that choice better.

Then what do you know - I couldn't even eat the chips.  Too full.  Thanks H2O.  Thanks delicious grilled chicken with lettuce and tomato.

All this talk of focusing makes me think of Mallrats - Oh dear Kevin Smith.  How you defined my high school years.

*shakes away wistful look*

Anyway.. what was I talking about?? .. Oh right FOCUS

So that's what I'm aiming for.  Focus on my goals, and why I'm putting things in my mouth.  Am I really hungry, or am I just bored/tired/emotional/habit/becauseit'stimetoeat.

Totally random question - when you call in an order at a restaurant, and go to the counter to pick it up and take it home, do you leave a tip on the credit card receipt?  What is the standard here?

Turning Failures Into Successes

Okay guys, I have a confession to make.  I'm a geek.  Full fledged OMGEE geek.  I even have the tan lines to prove it.  Seems the longer I stick with running the more geek gear I collect.  I don't run "naked".  I run with an ipod, a Garmin wrist top GPS, a Road ID, and today I added a camelbak to the mix.  Yes I'm aware that I look silly.  I have all this crapola and I'm barely out running for an hour.  *sigh* I can't help it.  I try to blame my family.  My brother, bless his heart is a geek too.  He works on computers, he reads, laughs at and enjoys comic strips about physics, and is the root of my geeky-ness.   Dearest is also a geek.  He has a lexicon on Star Trek, collects military "action figures", and spends hours on end on zombie message boards preparing for doomsday.  Hum.  Maybe I'm the normal one....

All's quiet...

Not much going on around these parts lately.  The scale hasn't budged, but my clothes fit just a little bit better.  I'm still in week eight of C25K.  I forgot to run today.  Well.. not entirely.

I wound up staying up until 4:30 this morning cleaning the house, which means I slept until about 2 this afternoon.  Dearest wanted to go to the gun show so I figured I would run this evening.  I've now got just about an hour left of daylight, but I just finished eating dinner - and well I ate a lot.  I was hungry since I hadn't eaten since about 10p.m. last night.  So do I try and run on a full stomach?  Or do I just get up early to run tomorrow?  Decisions decisions.  Perhaps I should let my food settle for about 30 minutes, then go for a run around the neighborhood instead of trying to make it to the park.  I'm afraid they'll be having little league sports there this evening anyway - which means the entire park will be overrun with people.

We had Chicken Lettuce Wraps for dinner tonight courtesy of Southern Plate.  I tossed some bean sprouts and carrots on top with the noodles and they were super tasty.  I have to say, Christy Jordan has made me look to be a much better cook than I actually am.  Everything she does is simple, easy to make, inexpensive and tasty.  Okay so maybe there's not a whole lot of "healthy" food there.. but darn it's tasty.

We also turned on our A/C for the first time last night.  That's pretty big news around here - to make it until the end of May before turning on the A/C in North Carolina, I feel good about that.  Dearest has also been freezing me out since I've gotten used to it being a bit warmer in the house.  I've been bumping up the temp here and there.  Right now I've got it set on 75 degrees and I'm still wearing a jacket.  Go ahead, laugh.  I roughed it out while he was out of town because I was too darn stubborn to turn on the air and I got acclimated to 81 degrees.  I did sleep better last night though.

Well folks, I guess that's all I've got for today.  Hoping to hit the lake tomorrow and get some sun on my ghostly pale legs then too the Zoo on Tuesday.  Oh - I finally got a camelbak, Dearest bought me one for my birthday - it came in the mail yesterday.  Tomorrow should be a good day to test it out seeing as it's going to be 90 degrees out.  Hopefully I'll get out the door early enough that it won't be that hot - we'll see.  

Hope everyone has a wonderful and safe holiday weekend!

C25K Update - Two Weeks Left - WOOT!

Yesterday was the most fun running I've had.  Ever.  It was wonderous, stupendous, and awesome.

The weather wasn't bad, it was overcast and cooler than it has been, about 81 degrees or so.  I received a Garmin Forerunner for my birthday a few weeks ago and decided today that maybe I should step off the beaten path.

For the past seven weeks I've been running a pea gravel track at a local park, it's a 1/2 mile loop so after a while, it gets old.  I think that running in the same circles for seven weeks had attributed to the begining of my burnout.  There are however two entrances to local neighborhoods and I decided today that I would take the first one, and just make a lap, see what was back there.

It was a very nice, very quiet little neighborhood.  That just kept going and going and going.  After about a mile I started to get worried.  I realized that I hadn't paid any attention to the road signs or how to get back to where I came from.  Normally this wouldn't be such a problem, it was a safe neighborhood.  It's just that I was late getting out the door and I had to go to work.  I mean I had to shower... then go to work, but before that I still had to stretch and ice my knees!  Well I decided I'd keep going, the road I was on had to end eventually, it was a neighborhood afterall, I figured it had to go somewhere... right?  Finally I came back around full circle right from where I jumped off the track in the park.  *whew*  That was a relief.  All that worry really did help the time go by though!  I felt great throughout the whole run and towards the end I even decided to try and go a bit faster.

I'm not granny shuffling anymore, but I'm still pretty slow.  Right now I'm averaging about a 14 minute mile.  I wanted to see what a 10 minute mile felt like.  I still don't know.  :P  I do however know what a 10:58 mile feels like, so maybe I'll get there yet.

Afterwards I felt wonderful, and felt great for the rest of the night.  A lot of times I'm really sluggish the rest of the night after a run.

Oh and Dearest also told me I looked cute in spandex.  Bonus!  I <3 him.  :)

Looking foward to tomorrow's run.  I'll have to get up extra early because we are also celebrating my Dad's birthday before I go to work, but that's okay.  Hopefully it won't be pouring down rain!

Who Are You Calling a Nazi??

As I was out on my run this afternoon I had so many things running through my head of what to blog about today. Sadly that was almost twelve hours ago and I fear it has all left me.

Today was W7D2 of C25K and I'll be honest, the past two weeks I just haven't been feeling it. I've gone longer between runs and put them off more often. Today was looking to be no exception. The past couple of days have been.. well eventful.

My mom and dad just got a puppy at Easter. She's a cute pup, a chocolate lab. However, she's a pain in the tookus. She's a vaccum cleaner. She sucks everything and anything up into her mouth. Rocks, mulch, shoes, toes, she even tries to chew the brick on the side of the house. So being, she needs near constant supervision. My mom went to the beach last week and I volunteered to stop in and check on the pup mid day. After getting in a nice long walk - puppy style (a completely random route) I got back home, took a nice long bath... and let the water drain...
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"What's that noise?? It sounds like trickling water? Humm" I walk downstairs "Wow, the sump pump is really loud.. and isn't stoping.." I went to check it out - Our sump pump is in a secret hidden closet inside my walk-in closet. I stood there with eyes bulging, looking at the closet door afraid to open it, for it sounded as if water was gushing against the door. I slowly opened it, (for fear of drowning) and I was knocked flat out - by the smell. There was water, but not as bad as I thought it would be - the smell however, was unforgivable and it was filling up my house.

Evil Yaki

Yaki Steak that is.

Went to eat dinner with my dad last night.  Mom is out of town at the beach for a few days and with dearest still at work we decided to dine together, instead of having cereal for dinner over the sink at our respective houses.  We wound up going for Japanese, choices in town are a bit limited on Sunday evenings here - but we found an open restaurant on the second try.  The food tasted great, it had been forever since I had eaten Japanese food.  Dearest refuses to eat it unless we go for sushi, he for some reason is totally opposed to hibachi.   Long story short, I wound up with a nasty case of food poisoning.  Yuck.