Wednesday, May 11, 2011
First of all, my streaks are both over. It was time. I went over by less than 100 calories, so it's not such a big deal, and I'm okay with it. I am trying to expand my streaks each time, so it's actually kind of a relief to know I don't have to go too far next time!
And my trigger food blog wasn't very useful today. I wound up with a cookie and chips today. Since when do my colleagues eat chips? I've been offered chips every day this week! My colleagues are not usually chip eaters, but maybe I gave them my chips desire when I tried to give it up.
At least I stayed away from the chocolate.
There were other things, too. I saw a very bad accident on my way to work today, involving an SUV and a motorcycle. The motorcyclist was on the ground. I called 911, just because you hear those stories about people not calling because they think somebody else must have called, but in the end, no one does, you know? But it made me feel bad and sad and a little weird.
And Big Sammy tested heartworm positive. So he can't go to my friend's house for at least a month while he gets treated. My friend is your typical manly-man, not one to show emotions, but you can see he's a little shaken by this development, and I think it's kind of sweet, since he hasn't met the dog yet.
So today wasn't so great, but I'm all right, just a little tired, and tomorrow will be better.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Do you know the story of how I found Little Sammy?
I'd never had a dog before, and I never even much cared for them before, but I went through a phase about a year and a half ago, in which, whenever I was feeling low, I would look at pictures of puppies on Google Image search and it would cheer me up. Well, one day, I made the mistake of looking at the pictures on adoptapet.com of real dogs, not out-of-context Google Image dogs, and there was Little Sammy. He was so cute that I fell in love immediately. Even when I clicked on his picture and found that he was blind, deaf, old, had a heart murmur and was otherwise a bad investment, it was too late. I was already in love.
The reason I tell this story is that I still visit adoptapet.com and petfinder.com pretty regularly. This can kind of get me in trouble, like when I see Baby, this perfect little beagle puppy in West Virginia, or Ira, the chihuahua/dachshund mix wearing a green bandanna. I fear that someday it will get me in big trouble, and I'll wind up on another mission to get a dog. My sisters can vouch for the fact that the era between the moment I first laid eyes on that picture of Little Sammy and the moment I had him sleeping in my bathroom (and well, every moment since), I was borderline intolerable in conversation.
So what I've been doing is looking for dogs for friends. Or a friend, actually. I have a friend at work who had had a samoyed/golden mix that died a few years ago at the age of 14 and who has wanted another one. But he says they aren't common and they get snapped up quickly when they do pop up on these sites. So I look for him for this particular mix, because I like my dogs small, and these are pretty big, so it keeps me out of trouble.
I've found quite a few, but he'll make excuses. He's too far away, she's female, he's too old...
But this weekend, I found one that is about a 7.5 hour drive away. Yes, too far, absolutely. But it was in a shelter, without a rescue organization's backing. In the posting, it said that they only have 5 days to find the animal a home or a rescue organization. Then, in ominous red text, it said, "LAST DAY 5/10/2011." So I sent him an email that he didn't read till yesterday morning.
I asked him about it, and he said, "They wouldn't kill the dog after 5 days, would they? That seems a little drastic." And I said, "What do you think they do on Day 6?" And so he applied for it and was approved! Hooray! Then they gave him the name of a transport company that will bring it up here for $100. A bargain!
It's all VERY SUDDEN, but now, it seems my friend will have a new roommate in the form of this very pretty samoyed/golden mix, whose name is Sammy. His predecessor was also named Sam. Not that this is surprising, because I bet a LOT of samoyeds are named Sam or Sammy or Sami (it's not that creative, really), but still. I've brought a Big Sammy into my friend's life.
And how cool is that?
Monday, May 09, 2011
So, today the Knees challenge was to get 24 points for cardio. 24 points!!! 1 point is 5 minutes, so 24 of them is 120 minutes. I'm not sure this was calculated before the challenge was set, because that's a far cry from doing three arm exercise or burning 300 calories, but I figured, okay, fine. It's one day, and I can handlethis.
So I walked 24 minutes at lunch. I did 73 minutes on the bike. I did 23 minutes on the elliptical. 120 minutes total.
But when I put it in the exercise minutes, my SparkPoints only showed 22 points!
This is A LOT of exercise. Do I have to go for another 10 minute walk or a cardio video to legitimately say I'm maintaining my streak? Or am I cool to have followed the spirit of this crazy challenge?
What do you think?
Sunday, May 08, 2011
It started with a mug.
Maybe it didn't actually start with the mug, but the mug was the first tangible part. If the mug wasn't the beginning, the pre-mug era was made of only thoughts, dreams, memories and longing.
About this mug. It's a black mug. It has a picture of Karl Marx on it, and it said "Karl-Marx Universitaet Trier." It was a gift from a friend from Uni-Trier that came to visit almost four years ago. He brought me lots of Trier presents, but the mug is the only one I used regularly. I put my tea in it at work. I brought it home to wash on Friday.
Somewhere between my cubicle and the kitchen sink, it broke. That made me sad, but my first thought was probably the first thought of most people under forty and maybe the second or third thought for most people older than that: I'll go online and try to find another one.
I couldn't FIND another one. I found a ton of Karl Marx mugs, mostly ones making fun of our president (note: I'm not actually a big fan of Karl Marx, but he was born in Trier, so he's kind of a big deal around those parts). I didn't WANT one with Barack Obama on it. I wanted a black mug, with Karl Marx's face on it, that said, "Karl-Marx Universitaet Trier." But I couldn't find one.
I was really sad, and I felt really stupid for feeling so sad over a mug, but it wasn't just the mug.
In my search, I saw pictures of Uni-Trier, and Trier. Porta Nigra. Tarforst. Kleeburger Weg. I saw the vineyards. I read about the different Fachbereiche (subject areas) at the Uni. I went on Facebook and told my friend he had to come back and bring me another mug, and I saw HIS mug on his Facebook profile, and by the time I was done, I still didn't have a mug. I had a giant, crushing dose of Heimweh.
Last week, I also went to a luncheon for my German exchange student's program. All the talk about German education hit me a little, too. Then, today, I was watching soccer. Spanish soccer, but it took me back. But not literally, and that's what I want. I want to literally go back.
But I don't know how. I don't know how to navigate finding a job or a life over there. I don't know what my non-German-speaking husband would do there. I don't know what I'd do with my house, or if I could buy a house there. It's something I've mentioned to my husband before, but it's too overwhelming to contemplate. But right now--today, at least--it's kind of all I want.
Saturday, May 07, 2011
I'm working with streaks right now. I'm on Day 5 of both of my streaks.
The first streak is staying within my calorie range. It's been all right. Today, I thought I went over by 15 calories, but then it turned out that I had had a half serving of something I put in as one serving, so that was good.
On Cinco de Mayo, even though I didn't originally plan on doing anything, all the talk of Cinco de Mayo made me really cravey for Mexican food. I had a bit over 700 calories left for the day, so I thought, well, I can't hit a Mexican restaurant. I could have done a Chipotle salad, hold the guacamole and sour cream, but I didn't want to spend the money on fast food. It's a bit pricey, you know?
So I went to the store and bought the ingredients for a Mexican feast at home! Ready-to-expire steaks, whole wheat tortillas, taco and fajita seasonings, and so on.
After dinner, I put my food in, and I was within two calories of my limit! Hooray!
The only problem was that one of the purchases was tortilla chips. I should have bought baked, but I skipped the part of the story where my husband had just happened to be at that same grocery store and had already put most of the stuff, including the tortilla chips, in a basket when I joined him (after going to the gym!). So it's day one of the 5% Challenge, and I'm already eating chips. But I'm within my calorie range for the last five days, and that's a good thing.
My second streak has been following the daily challenges from The Knees group. So far, I've flossed, burned 300 calories, done arm exercises, and eaten protein. I love the leader of this group! She comes up with challenges every weekday, and I've noticed in the past that often no one will post on the challenge threads, so she couldn't see if people were doing the challenges or even seeing them! But she's kept on posting them, and now I'm going to make sure I post that I've done them. I've noticed that when one of us posts on it, others do, too, so that's cool. I don't want her to think that we take her for granted. L*I*T*A, we love you!!!
So cover your eyes, folks! I'm streaking by! It ain't so pretty right now, but if I keep streaking, it will look better and better!
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