Sunday, August 01, 2010
How many ways can I say it? I have recommitted (again! LOL!) to losing that last five pounds. I would then be in a healthy BMI range (instead of just at the bottom of overweight) and my clothes would/should fit better...or at least still fit! According to certain charts, since I am only 5'1" (and my family swears I'm stretching for that full inch!), my weight should range between 110 and 128, sometimes lower! I might be able to get to 110, but no one would want to be around me, not even me! LOL! (I would be a cranky (er!) wench than I am now!)
So, anyway, back to this time. Five pounds. First thing...check the foods I normally eat to determine how much high fructose corn syrup (HFCS) I've been eating. Second thing...find replacements for those foods.
Five minutes pass....
I just checked a bunch of stuff that I thought might have it. None of it does...or at least none of it says HFCS. So, either I'm already eating fairly "cleanly" OR I need to research what the other names for HFCS are and then look for those. I'm guessing it's the second!
On that note, I need to research whether maltodextrin has gluten. I could have sworn that it was just a sugar, but some of the stuff I've been reading says differently. My son can't have gluten and he's been eating stuff with maltodextrin in it. Hmmmm...gotta go look!
SPark ya later!
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Yesterday afternoon, one of the ladies I work with came and asked me if I could sub on a softball team that night. I had to get some details (where, when, etc.) and call DH to make sure that he didn't have plans I didn't know about. He didn't so I said YES!!!
I left work right on time since I had to drive home (35 minutes), change and grab my gear (10 minutes), make a sandwich and get some water (10 minutes) and then drive to the ball field (30 minutes) in 90 minutes. (For my non math-nerd friends, that gave me 5 minutes to spare.)
Got there just in time and changed into my cleats. I had no time to warm up at all. Just got sent to right field. No balls hit my direction. None. Then I got moved to left-center. THEN balls were hit to right field, but still, nothing in my direction. That's okay...no one could tell how much I suck at playing outfield if nothing is hit my way! LOL!
I got up to bat three times. First up I hit a dribbler. I think the other team was so stunned by the puniness of the hit that it bought me a couple of seconds. Whatever! I made it to base! Then someone who can hit came up and I ran around the bases and made it home. Second hit was NICE! Right in the hole behind 2nd and Short but in front of the outfielders. Safe again! (picture me doing a happy dance on 1st base) Third up I hit it, but they were ready for me and I was out at first.
I introduced myself to the other members of the team. One guy asked if I was going to be playing with them all season. I answered "I would if you all asked, but I don't think you'll be asking!" Sigh...
Oh well. I got to play and I had a blast. I gave the coach my cell # so he can call me for future subbing. And, being the eternal optimist, I put socks and ponytail holders in my softball bag and put it in my truck. That way, I'm ready to play at a moment's notice! Now...I just need that moment to notice! LOL!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Took the daughter on a run, that is. Knowing that she is taller than me (by about five inches) and younger than me (by more than two decades), I told her to go at her own pace. And sure enough, she slowly pulled ahead of me.
I will say that I was impressed by her. She actually ran the entire mile. She did it in just under 10 minutes. I forgot that I have a stop watch on my phone until we were a little more than half way through. Oops! Oh well, next time. I wasn't too far behind, so I saw when she got to the end of a mile. It was more than nine minutes, but less than ten. I was between 10 and 20 seconds behind her and just as I finished the mile, it turned to ten minutes. Not bad for either of us, if I do say so myself...and I do!
Now for some related, and totally non-mommy like thoughts. Even though DD is taller and younger and can run the mile faster, I still danced circles around her on the way back. Literally! She was so tired and so out of breath that she was a little dizzy at the end of her run. And she walked soooooo slow most of the way back. I had music going on my phone and danced along to it. The speed she had just wasn't enough! My point? Neener neener boo boo! LOL! I can still run circles around that girl of mine. I might need more time to do it, but while she's gasping for breath, I'm dancing and her friends are watching and she's embarrassed!! My job is done! LOL!
Monday, July 26, 2010
Of course, ya gotta try before you can say you failed, right? Yesterday I blogged about running an 8-minute mile with my daughter. The plan was to get up at 8:00 this morning and head out. We would jog/run until someone had to stop (I was assuming it would be her! LOL!) We would then walk until we were ready to jog again. Repeat until two miles are done.
Well, that's not quite how it worked. I woke up about 7:30 and my side hurt. Every once in awhile, it feels like I pulled a muscle or something and hurts bad enough that I can't get a full breath. It was happening last night but I thought I would be over it by this morning. I was, but not until I woke up again closer to 9:00. By then, DH had gone to the store for breakfast makings and come home and started breakfast. You can NOT turn down food someone else cooked. State Law! LOL! And by the time the food had burned off, it was way too hot to run outside. I know. Excuses. But there you go.
I did go to the gym tonight (DD is not a member, so could not join me.) I decided that since we are going to do this thing tomorrow morning, I should probably see how fast I can run, if I can run a mile, how long it takes me and if I feel like I'm going to die at the end. Walking there, I determined that I would need to set the treadmill to a 7.5 mph pace to be able to hit an 8-minute mile. In other words, no 8-minute mile for me tonight! LOL!
I warmed up for a couple of minutes and then cranked it up to a run/jog. I ran at 6.5 for awhile, but the pace was a little more than I could sustain for a full mile. Backed it down to 6.0. Finished the mile at that...except for the last bit, I cranked it back to 7.2 or 7.3. Overall, the mile took me just over 10 minutes. The good news, I can run one mile straight! The bad news, I might be really sore to run with DD tomorrow. Oops!
I'll let you know how tomorrow goes!
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