Bleck days

Ok first I think I mentioned this before. Blogger sucks. I can't save any posts as draft. What a pain in the ass.

TOM visited. It's different everytime. Usually it's extreme tiredness, crankyness, gassy, headace or migraine. This time it was insomnia, no headace, a day early. On day 2 I got my normal PMS signs. Yesterday was a 4 mile run day and I just couldn't do it. I felt like crap. I did go for a powerwalk pushing child #3 in the stroller. At least I got some sort of cardio going. If possible (highly doubtful) I will do a quick 3 tonight and 4 tomorrow. Right now I'll be lucky to get 3 cardio days in this week. Two of those were walks. I hate TOM.

I'm on top of other life stuff though. I ordered the kids halloween costumes. One online company was sold out of everything my kids wanted. WTH? Halloween is over a month away. My daughter is going to be a Monster Bride. Yeah I don't get it either. Her favorite color is green so go figure. Son #2 is going to be a police officer (because Darth Vadar and all his supplies would run me over $50) and my littlest is going to be a pirate. This all because he saw a Tom and Jerry cartoon (hate them) and there was a pirate in it. Ever since he walks around the house saying "argh I'ma piate" (we are working on adding those pesky constanants in his speech) Pictures to follow closer to holiday time.

I'm still looking into an October 5k. It has to be on a Saturday and I'm looking for one with a bar attached to it. Not just for the beer mind you, but they have the best food at those. Not like at last years Breast cancer one where the runners were lucky to get a bottle of water. That race caters more to the walkers than the runners. I think the 5k run was an afterthought.

Good weekend!

Now that's what I'm talking about!

She is to fucking funny!

BTW blogger sucks!

You look like shit and your son has issues

Ok. She didn't say I look like shit. It was more like "you look tired, are you feeling ok?" Which in girl term is "you look like shit" The kids were off from school, no shower, no make-up, my 2+ year old is done with naps day so yes I look like shit. Thank you very much. I wish I would of ran that morning, but I wasn't in the mental mode to do it and it would of been pointless.

The other day after my son's swimming class he went into the shower and the boy that has lessons with him told his mom "T has issues!" His mom went into cover up mode and started lecturing him on "worry about yourself" blah, blah, blah. Meanwhile I'm practically cracking up and made him repeat himself. Mom was about to drop dead of embarrassment. It seems that Miss Kay his teacher told my son that he had issues. She is right. I'm still laughing at it. Maybe some mom's would scream and get mad, but it's the truth. My neighbor said it best..."T is always looking for the angle either how to get out of doing something or getting something out of doing something." That has nothing to do with his "issues", but it describes him to a T.

I haven't been eating all that great. I think my one neighbor is trying to fatten me up. She makes the best damn desserts ever. I ate about 1 million calories of some cookie, cream cheese mixture this weekend. It doesn't help that I have PMS either. Maybe that's why I don't feel like running, walking, cooking or cleaning. Good excuse though. It looks like my earliest run won't take place until Thursday if I'm lucky.

Liar part two

I went bra shopping yesterday. Here's a little history of my boobs.

I didn't get my first period until I was 16. I was flat as a board until then. Through most of my life I was a big B or full C cup. After having three children (where I usually went up to an F cup) I was 25lbs heavier with a big huge D. Probably in reality a DD. So for the past 7 years I have been wearing those UGLY big girl bras. Never less than 3 hooks on the back. Usually an underwire which always works it way through to stab me mericissly in the boob or rib cage.

Howard Hughes designs the steel underwire push-up bra for sweater girl Jane Russell to wear in The Outlaw. Hughes, an airplane designer, adopts modern technologies to up-lift the contour of the bosom.

Yes thank you crazy intelligent wildly interesting man.

So now I have lost weight and can get into a C cup bra. I'm still wearing the ugly 3 hook thick straps bras. I do this because they hold everything up and I have somewhat managed to defy gravity. (I would still love a little lift, so they would be perky 25 year old boobs) But alas they are more like 32 year old boobs. Anyhow getting back to my story. I went bra shopping. For once in my life I would like to buy those pretty lacy bras in all sorts of wild colors. What a mistake. For all you small breasted girls out there the sizes on those one and two hook bras are wrong. I tried on a C.....my boobs were all over the place, I tried on a D....it fit like the skin on a sausage. I was so p'sd off that I bought a two hook, old school, Jane Russell C cup. I think we need to get the US government into bra sizing. Why the f not. They are into everything else. Well that is my rant for the week.

I went running this morning. Did some sprints after my 5k run. They about killed me, but are necessary to improve running times.

Ok gotta go b/c my 2 year old is filthy dirty (welfare child like) and he is all over my keyboard and desk. Time to be a .


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Liar, Liar

I ran my new route again yesterday. It wasn't as easy and rewarding as the virgin run, but was better than the same old, same old route. I ran splits this time since I knew where the mile markers were. My miles were:
1. 9.42
2. 9.14
3.1 11.73

What? Huh? Now on mile 3 I was pushing myself. There is no way in hell that I ran a 12 minute 1.1 mile. Please. I was so pissed off when I got home that I checked my google pedometer calculations then got in my car and drove the route. The first two mile markers were probably off by 10 and 15 seconds. The 3rd? The third is actually 1.4 miles I probably ran mile 3 in 9 minutes. My pace was 9.11 per mile. Thank you very much. I could understand google ped. being wrong if there were some obscure trail in there (which there is in the old route) but please. So google lied to me.

I think I am a liar when I say I went running. Should I say I went jogging? Here is what I found running is in exercise terms:

Running (7 minute mile average)

At 7 minute mile running we will burn more than 10 *calories per minute and looking at most runners on the street many may deduce that this must be the best exercise to lose weight. Most runners seem so thin and lean but in fact running at this pace would not be the best idea to lose weight. We would probably be burning about 80% carbohydrates and only 20%fat.

Burning a high percentage of carbohydrates may increase rather than regulate appetite. Trained runners are different their muscles have adapted to this level of intense running over years of training, they utilise oxygen much better which accelerates their fat burning potential even at higher levels of physical exertion

Well I don't think I will ever have to worry about running a 7 min mile. Never ever. I went back in my archives to look at my winter training and my times. Gee I was pretty damn fast on some runs AND I lost my "cute as ever" tank top. I loved that tank top. Where the heck could it be? Probably with those fantastic times I was posting. It's ashamed of me. I think David threw it away. Last night the neighbors came over and we ordered 5 guys burgers (the best) and David got up and walked outside so I'm searching all over for his plate. I thought he brought it outside to eat then I thought maybe he put it in the pantry for safekeeping. Finally my neighbor found it in the trashcan (plate, fork and everything) intact right on top. This trashcan phase has been going on for close to a year. Well it's better than playing in the toilet phase. That's more of a spur of the moment thing.

Have a great weekend. I hope to get another run in this weekend if possible.

That run

Just a quick post. I had that run. The run where your body and mind are completely in sync. I wasn't even going to run tonight. I was going to walk, but my walking partner couldn't go until later and since I'm a TV junkie (House) I had to go earlier. I ran the start of my last 2 miles of my "old" 5 mile route with an extra 1.1 thrown in. It's a hillish route. I felt terrific. If you asked me after the run I would of told you I ran 9 min miles. I didn't. I ran 10:38 pace. That bums me out a bit, but the run was fantastic. Why at that slow pace was it fantastic. I don't know. Maybe because I think my obsession/love of running is coming back. Shhh, I don't want to jinx it. I love the feeling. On my run I was thinking a lot about obession and my obsessions of the past year. That's another post for another day.

One of those 2 days

Yesterday was one of those bad food days. We had a baptism to attend and they weren't serving food until 2. Of course I had to eat 1/2 of my normal lunch at 11:30 along with chips that seemed to have appeared in our drawer. Then we went to the baptism and I have my second lunch which was more like a huge dinner and have a beer b/c the David was on my last nerve. Then I had to have a piece of carrot cake b/c all the kids wanted chocolate cake and the carrot cake was next to it. Carrot cake is good for you. Right? Carrots, shortening, white flour, 2 cups of sugar and whatever else they put in that cake to make it good. Carrot cake and beer. Wonderful.

We came home watched the Philadelphia Eagles screw up their game massively. It was like watching a train wreck.

I did get a 1 hour power walk in. Since I did something good I ate an entire bag of popcorn with melted butter on it.

Then I went to sleep. What could go wrong? I'll tell you what could go wrong. Nightmares. I had THAT dream...you know the school dream where you don't study all year for your final exam and you fail and you freak out and all the time you can never remember your locker combination. Yep that one, BUT it's the third time I'm taking this same stupid test and class. 3X people! All that running around and freaking out. It is so tiring. Then I had to add other drama in the dream. No one wanted to live with my younger brother (in reality i don't have one) but son #2 was a college student and he was my brother. (this means what?) Oh and Angelina Jolie was one of my roommates (wtf?) Why is she there? Needless to say I was tired this morning. At least it wasn't the dream where my husband leaves me for another woman. I think he likes those b/c I tell him the next morning that he was a dick in my dream and he usually will get something-something the next night.

I returned my spinach to Costco this morning. Major bummer b/c i heart spinach in my sandwhiches. Like 2" love it! The girl behind the counter asked why I was returning it. "sigh"

My depression med's cost me (with insurance) $45. I'm more depressed now. The generic came out recently. I'll have to check out the price on that. The sun and heat are back. More depression (ok it's only 85, but I want 71 with lots of clouds) Is that too much to ask?

I've set up a running date on Thursday with running partner #2. She is miss half marathon, marathon relay and training for a marathon in the future and 20lbs less than me. I need some ass kicking NOW. I just hope it doesn't rain Thursday b/c for some reason I'm looking forward to her pushing me. Maybe it won't be so bad struggling.

Frustration

I absolutely hate that I am running 10 minute miles. Sure these are just normal runs and I'm not pushing myself, but they are still not easy. Today was a damp morning run in which my husband told me to "hurry up b/c he had things to do today". One of those things was not changing David's diaper b/c that was waiting for me when I got home 45 min later.

me "did you change David's diaper?"
dh "does it need changing?"
me (thought process only) "no asshole I usually don't get around to changing him until lunch time, especially if he stinks like he does now"

me: "did you feed David?"
dh: "he didn't ask"
me: (thought process only) When has he ASKED for breakfast?"

me: David do you want breakfast?
David: yeah, yeah! Sits down at table.

Ugh. I did a new route today. It was 3.8 miles in 38 min. I added two serious hills into it. The last hill is a small killer hill that I had to walk up 1/3 of it. At least I have found a new route near my home (thank you Del Dot for making sidewalks) This new route should help my time and running psych. That old route was really getting on my nerves.

Speaking of the old route I took my oldest son (5) running the other day. Well he went biking. We did the old route which is perfect for him. Somehow we did 3+ miles in 30 minutes. I did a little jogging in place, backwards jogging and sprints with him. He loves coming on my runs. He sure does talk a lot though. I have a mental note not to IPOD with him b/c he has so much to say to me. Currently it's all about the light saver he wants (i've introduced him to Star Wars) and Halloween and his birthday.

I got below 145. I think I'm 144.7. That is probably gone now b/c last night was pizza night and I treated my biking son to ice cream at the farm. I should of been stronger, but I can NOT deny myself homemade cappachino (sp) crunch ice cream in a waffle cone. So damn good.

I'm looking into an October 5k now. I am definately doing the November one, but I need something to gage my time and to improve my time with. I want to see how fast I run in a race setting. I don't see myself running anywhere near my PR, but I need a starting to point to see where I am now. It should be interesting.

Have a great weekend!

Hmmm...what to post.

Last Friday night I got drunk. I know better to drink microbrews, but do it anyway. I felt great when I woke up Saturday and should of ran immediately. Within a couple hours I felt like crap and took a 3 hour nap.

Sunday: I did manage to get a walk in and a detox with about a gallon of water.

Monday: 37 minute run. Why is it when I run for splits time flies, but when I run for time a minute feels like 5 minutes. Those last two minutes of the run took forever! I actually turned around so I wouldn't have to finish on a killer hill. I swore I would hit 37 min before the hill.

Tuesday: I am obsessed with weeds all of a sudden. (damn violets) I think it's my medication. I just want to sit in the grass and pull weeds. Isn't that the strangest thing? And no I will not come to your house and pull your weeds. I've planted grass seed and recycled some of my neighbors plants that became overgrown into my yard. It's starting to look much better.

Food and weight:

My weight is stable. I can't lose a pound to save my life. I'm at 145. It could be months for me to get to 143. Seriously. I have made a change in my diet this week. I'm trying to stay away from processed food. (of course I ate a fiber one bar today which is seriously processed...it actually has insulin in it?!) Whooops it's UNULIN ... whatever that is. My bad. My goal is:

Breakfast: Oatmeal

Snack: apple

Lunch: frozen veg's for lunch along with a sandwhich of some sort (egg salad, tuna or turkey) I buy the Green Giant frozen veggies and eat the whole thing. Spinach has 25 cal (per serving) and creamed spinach has 70.* It gives me 2.5 servings and fills me up. Barely any points if you are on WW. I did this 3x+ a week during my WW days and during my 1/2 training. It's very easy. Look for sales though b/c they can be pricey.

Snack: Yogurt shake. I love these things. 1/2 cup non fat yogurt, 1 rotten bannana, flax seed (crushed ... it doesn't work if it's still in seed form. You can buy the oil, but again very pricey... i use a coffee bean grinder to grind it) a little almond extract, 5 ice cubes and you have a sweet shake. You don't need splenda b/c the bannana is so sweet when it's rotten. I might try orange juice concentrate and vanilla next time.

Diner: Protein, salad, veggie or starch.

I will NEVER do fat free dressing. Gross. I've tried it tons of times and it sucks. Give me Blue Blue cheese over fat free. (i'm hooked on honey mustard at the moment)

Dessert? Well I do like No Pudg3 brownies, those 100 calorie snacks (yeah processed I know)

I have given up popcorn and diet soda recently.

I hope the above gets me closer to 140. If not I still feel healthier.

I got another friend to sign up for the November 5k with me. She's a walking fool right now. I'm excited that she wants to do the race with me.

Well that's about it. The rains are coming so I doubt I will get a run in tonight or tomorrow morning. I'm going for 40 minutes. Soon I will be up to an hour. And if I recall 4 miles is where my second wind comes in. Another great feeling.

*maybe I should stay away from the creamed spinach. I was thinking I ate 70 calories today.

Two for Two

Two runs within 15 hours of each other. Not to shabby. I improved my time on my night run by another 30 seconds. (fast sprint at the end). I've been running 1pod free b/c my shuffle died. At first I didn't have a problem w/out the music, but after a few runs listening to my heavy, labored breathing I'd rather be clueless to how I sound. (a running bandit will never be on my resume) It is also much easier to run when you have fuel (sweet potato's and chicken) helping you. On my morning runs I usually don't eat until after the run. This morning's run was 34 minutes. I was going for 35 but read my watch wrong. I hit mile one at 9:30. Again pretty good. I had a dizzy, lighted headed episode at Koh1's today. I actually had to get down on the ground to get my bearings. I guess I should eat more than an apple and a Ke11og's bar after a run. Everyone in Koh1's knows my 3rd child by name. While checking out purses he removed every wallet at eye level and put them somewhere else. While looking at shoes he threw shoes and shoe boxes. While in the panty and bra department he threw those here and there. He checked out the bath and bed department, but didn't do much damage there. (there were some pillows that needed to be tossed around) 50 "no, david, stop david, please david, god help me david" later I left the store. Ugh. So much for mommy shopping.

Wa1mart fucking sucks. I hate that store. (not that I shop there often) I needed a new IPOD b/c my old died after the 2 year warranty (how fucking conveinent) so I went to Wa1mart to get a new one, a bike tire and dish detergent. I ask the electronics dude if he could get me the !pod. (it's under lock and key) He tells me we don't have a key, but I will look. (wtf?) He comes around about 2 minutes later and I ask "did you find the key?" Him "NO, I haven't had a chance to look!" Then he proceeds to talk to the XBOX rep, and then another rep that's there. I'm standing there like an idiot. I leave my cart, search out customer service, give that lady a piece of my mind (basically your store sucks, your electronics guy sucks and Target rocks) So I go to another store and get the 1pod for $4 more. I hate that store! They pay their employees poverty wages, all their stores have an odor about them. That's my rant on that.

Hope to get another run Saturday. Oh and I am checking into a 5k for November (the whole family can come and we can get brunch) I can't find a good one in October. I was hoping for a Halloween Haunt or something. I'll keep checking.

short post

I got another run in on Sunday. I dropped 35 seconds from my time and cut out the walks and sprints. The first 2 miles were under 10 min. A run in the morning really sets the tone for the day. I love the high and getting it out of the way.

Not much else to report. My weight is holding steady and I would love to drop down to 140lbs. One of my running partners is trying to talk me into a November 5k (bar attached race) I might have to do it so I have a goal to achieve. I must have goals or nothing would get done in my life.

Well gotta roll. I wish it was gotta run!

I ran yesterday. I went right after the kids left for school. It was a slooowww run. Let's just say 3 miles in 30 minutes. (you do the math) As usual mile 2 was far quicker than the other 2 miles. I did a little old school thing and sprinted at the end of each mile, then walked for the start of the next mile. A little fartlek, hiit session if you will. Today my legs have that nice sore feeling to them. Ernesto is coming so I doubt I will get any running in until Sunday. Running partner #1 is going back to the gym and we will run together on a weekend day. She has been paying $75 a month and hasn't been there in around 6 months so it's time to hit the machines.

I ran into some of my neighbors yesterday that have put on 20 some lbs this summer. One is "starving" herself or so she claims. The weight just won't come off. I told her she should try WW and both said "no, that's too hard" I didn't realizing losing weight was suppose to be easy. Why do some people think that if you just start walking or doing tapes, or an aerobic class the pounds are just going to come off .... like 5lbs a week? My experience with weight loss is that it's 75% diet and 25% cardio. I could do all the cardio in the world and not diet and just eat normal and my weight will stay pretty much the same. I proved that during my training last year. I've read blogs where people are training for a marathon and they put on weight, or can't lose it. Your diet is so important in the weight loss game. I'm not downing cardio and weights I think that is very important for body and mental health. It's actually very important, but if you want to lose weight, I believe you have to control the diet over everything.

My mental health is awesome. I got my period and didn't even realize it was coming. (usually I turn into a minor lunatic for 12-24 hours beforehand) The weather has been fall like for the past 3 days. I feel like I'm Ireland. I am loving it. The air is crisp, clear and clean. Not dirty, wet and stinging. It's amazing how weather can affect your mind.

I took some cute pics of the boys the other day. (my daughter was in school) My "baby" is so not a baby anymore. He just looks so different in a picture than he does to me in flesh. Does that make sense? I don't know...he will always be the baby. Even if he's 6 foot he will still be my baby. I still can't figure out what type of kid he is going to be. The other 2 I have figured out, but not him. I need 2 more years on that one. We all went walking and biking in another neighborhood last night and I was a bit surprised that this little boy knew my daughter so well. He jumped on his bike and followed us all over the place. Kept calling her name and made sure he said bye like 3 x. It was cute. I know my daughter isn't going to be miss cheerleader, miss cute popular queen bee bitch, nor is she going to be an outcast. She's a sweet, nice caring girl that get's her feelings hurt easily and can be a bit of a drama queen around her parents. It was nice that this boy was excited to see her. Of course the neighbor I was walking with took the opportunity to cut the boy up and tell me rumors/lies (?) about his parents. That's one long-ass story that I can't even get into. (not enough blog space)

Well have a great weekend.