Wednesday, January 18, 2012
I was on a mini-streak clear up until Thursday last week. I had gotten out to run on each scheduled day and gotten my mileage in. And then Thursday came along and we started our quest to add another puppers to the family and I allowed myself.. chose.. decided.. to not get my run in on Thursday or Saturday, and did not make it to the gym on Friday. I also bagged Monday's gym visit, claiming to be too tired. Yep, that's right, I was too tired from doing nothing.
Apparently change, even GOOD change, can set me off-kilter and for some reason my brain takes this as a signal to turn into a she-slug for multiple days.
So.. to rectify the situation, I ran 2 miles with Coach Nicole last night.
See, we've had a few days of colder temps and rain, and last night we were suppose to receive several inches of snow. I knew I needed to run - it was imperative, I MUST RUN! But I was feeling whiny and didn't want to go out in the cold and the wet, so I cut myself a deal - use the treadmill and you can go only 2 miles.
I headed downstairs.. what? Yes, I have a treadmill in the basement. I know, you're right. Absolutely right! There's NO excuse not to get my runs done. I know.
So I got downstairs and decided to pop in a DVD to watch while I'm running. It's been far too long since I've been down there, so I checked to see what DVD was in the player. It's Coach Nicole's Fit Firm and Fired Up. Awesome! I still need to find her new DVD at Target soon. Maybe this weekend.
I set the DVD to play all the workouts, turned on the giant oscillating fan, and climbed on the treadmill. So while Coach Nicole was her sunny shiny self leading Sparkers everywhere through awesome workouts, I was running away on the treadmill with music playing on my headphones. I said I wanted to watch a DVD, not listen to one.
2.2 miles and 30 minutes later, I opted to stop. It's been a while since I've been on the treadmill, but it went alright. I used to walk at 3.5 mph and run at 4.0 Last night I walked at 4.0 and ran at 5.0. I appreciate improvement.
Tonight, the gym. No really, I mean it! While I was running last night, Eunice was bouncing around uncontrollably and it made me feel sort of nauseous. Not from the motion, but from the fact that Eunice not only still exists but is so much bigger than she used to be. Sigh. So, ST tonight, with core work to see if I can't whittle my middle back down to what it was, and what it can potentially be. One day at a time, right?
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Please allow me to introduce to you.. Zerbert!
Since Wednesday afternoon, we've been working on adopting another dog into our family. It started with an adorable French Bulldog being listed for adoption on the Humane Society's website. He was adorable, but was snatched up quickly. That was great for him, but a bit sad for us.
Yes, we have two lhasa apso girls already, Maggie and Millie.
Bill's home all day, every day, and takes good care of the girls with walks and romps and lots of snuggly naps. We just knew Buster, the Frenchie, would be right for us. Since that didn't work out, we had to decide whether we wanted to continue considering to adopt another pup or wait for a while.
We checked the Humane Society's website once more, and there he was - Zerbert! He looked like a wooleybooger! A yeti! A blonde rastafarian!
We headed back down to the HS right at opening time, and declared our intent for Zerbert. Someone else had beaten us to him, and placed a 4-hour hold on him. They were interested in adopting him for someone in Seattle, and their hold was going to expire at 11:30. It was 10:00, so the countdown was on!
We requested a meeting with him anyway, ever-hopeful things would work out for us. We met him for the first time in one of the meeting rooms, and he was a total sweetheart. We'd seen some dogs who were shy, nervous, aggressive, and timid. Zerbert won us over within moments.
He looked much bigger than his advertised 13 lbs because of his coat. He was found on Jan. 3 in a town in California, and then transferred up to OHS on Jan. 10. He'd had a cherry-eye repair, had been neutered, and had a baby tooth removed the day before, and yet he STILL was cheerful and happy to see us.
We were hooked, and knew that Zerbert was going home that day, one way or the other. Hopefully with us! We requested to be on the hold list for him - if the first person interested in him for some reason could not take him, we were up next for the opportunity.
It's 10:30 by now, so we had an hour to wait. Rather than pace around OHS, we headed home and got the girls in their harnesses. We knew they'd have to meet Zerbert, and figured a walk would help expel a bit of their high-voltage energy! Of course, if either Maggie or Millie didn't like Zerbert, we would not bring him home, but we were hopeful.
As we were finishing our walk, the time on the first hold was expiring, so I called OHS. The person with the first hold did not return to claim Zerbert, so our 24-hour hold window would start once we applied to adopt him at the office.
You can bet that was the fastest and slowest trip to OHS we've ever made LOL
We introduced the girls to the boy one at a time to give them a chance to decide how they felt about him without the chance of ganging up on him. He was still so happy and bouncy and pleasant - very well mannered for a younger boy. Maggie was the one we weren't sure would like him, but she slowly warmed up to him. Millie couldn't be bothered to pay him much attention, but when she did, she was fine with him. Once we had all three in the room together, they chased and sniffed and considered their options, and got along very well.
If we wanted him, he was all ours!
We went through the paperwork and the process, and in the end it was all worth it. We brought Zerbert home last night, and he took right to the house. He also took right to Bill. That is Daddy's boy for sure! We're working out his name still. He'll always be Zerbert, but we go back and forth between calling him Bertie and Zerbie. We'll settle on something soon, along with Nugget, Good boy, Punkin, and Mama's baby LOL
Because he'd had his noogies clipped on Thursday, we have to wait until he's healed before we can bathe him. He was soooooooooo matted though that he was uncomfortable. His eyes had been matted and caked with eyeboogies, but OHS had shaved that off mostly when they had him sedated for his procedures. His tail was heavy with mats, not to mention all the ones on his undercarriage. He was just a mess, so we opted to go ahead and cut him down as close as we could.
This is what Bill buzzed off of our new boy:
That's about a half pound of hair!
There's still some fine-tuning to do with his coat, but for now he's much more comfy, and wearing a very manly gray camouflage vest to help keep him warm without his giant woolly coat. He seems to feel so much better now that he's a nekkid boy!
I love my pack!
Saturday, January 07, 2012
That's been my reaction lately for a couple of ah-ha moments.
Para-dear posted a blog lately about her foray into juicing, and the nifty re-use cup she got from Target. It reminded me that we'd picked up similar cups not long ago, complete with straws, and I'd yet to use mine. I put aside my usual waterbottle and filled up that cup, and y'know what? It's brilliant! It's cute, clear plastic with colorful flowers and fractal-like designs on it, and holds 16 oz. The straw, for whatever reason, really does make drinking easier and quicker. I'm way ahead today on my water intake - let's credit the straw!
SuSuSuzie also shared a great blog lately, and I think it's going to really effect me this year. She explained how she updated her goals, weight-wise, here on Spark, and lo! her calorie range expanded! Now, I've been proud of myself lately because I've been sticking to my own calorie range of 1250-1550. I know it may seem odd to say I'm proud but given the last several months and my over-indulgences, the fact that I'm in range is huge.
I went into my fitness settings to adjust a few things, such as number of cardio days (I'm taking a break from Zumba for a while), and found that to update my fitness settings, I had to answer that age-old Spark question - what's your goal weight, and when do you want to reach it?
I thought about Suzie's blog, and decided screw it! Saying I'm going to lose 2 lbs a week has NOT done me one lick of good the last year. I can set that as a goal, as the numbers on my plan here, as the thing to do, but if it doesn't happen, what's the point? I stated recently that I've decided I will be happy if I can release 2 1/2 lbs per month. That's not even 1 lb a week, but that's what I set my goal as. Spark calculated my goal weight - 165 - and releasing 1 lb a week - and spit out my plan. It estimated that I'll reach that goal sometime around the end of March, 2013.
That may sound like a very long time, but it's not. I don't care how long it takes, as long as I can find a way to release the lbs.
I now have a calorie range of 1560 - 1910.
That's what I was eating, roughly, when I was training for my Halfs. Yes, I proved I could eat at the lower end of the lower range, but now I have a bit more wiggle room. That isn't to say that I'll be eating at the high end of my range every day, of course. Brilliant!
Thank you, ladies, for sharing your experiences. There's no saying whether or not I would have had those moments without your blogs. Doesn't matter - learned I have, and I'm grateful.
Sunday, January 01, 2012
D*mn it's windy out.
Did I just.. grrrr.. hit the wrong button. Start podcast over.
For the love of Pete, it's not cloudy out. C'mon Garmin, get with it!
Ouch! Someone had too much last night (this upon seeing a car parked on the side of the road, the driver's side headlight smashed out, glass all over the road)
This feels pretty good.
I should have worn an extra sportsbra. Ugh.
Thank goodness for these gloves. Fingers are toasty.
I should have worn my other capris. These don't stay up above my gut enough to hold Eunice in (Eunice is the jiggly icky bulge of fat above my bellybutton that has grown far too much lately).
OOoo. I like this section of music, makes me feel like I can run forever!
Downhills are good.
Crap, I can't stop running up this hill until I reach the top. That guy just came out with his dog and is looking at me. If I stop then I look like an out of shape wuss.
Made it! Pant-pant-pant.
I've got to get back to my core work. Stand up straight, no collapsing.
What the...???? HAT! D*mn wind (while chasing my hat down in the opposite direction).
Pant-pant-pant. I've really done this for 13 miles before??????????
Ok, let's run the rest of the way home.
*BEEP* (Pressing the stop button on Garmin)
Take THAT b*tches!
Not every run is great, or fun. That doesn't mean it isn't worth the effort.
Friday, December 30, 2011
As I read around various blogs from different team streams, I'm coming to realize that.. while I feel as if I'm the only one in the world who had a crappy year, lb-wise, it's just not true. I've been fortunate that as a total year, I've released lbs instead of gaining them. Just because in my estimation it wasn't enough doesn't mean I wasn't successful. I would just prefer a higher level of success, and am formulating a plan to be more-so in the coming year.
I'd like to let go of between 2 and 2 1/2 lbs each month. That doesn't sound like a lot, but if I let go 2 1/2 lbs a month, in a year that will be 30 lbs. That is huge! I released my first 50 lbs relatively easily and quickly when I first started. The next 10-15 lbs have been a far harder struggle, and I just haven't been determined enough to grit my teeth and make it happen. I'll consider 2011 my year of learning, struggling, and figuring things out. 2012 can then shine brightly as the year I implement, more consistently, what I've learned, and make my health and fitness a priority because.. I want to.
I'd like to continue my running. I'd like to improve my form, and my pace, and my endurance. I'd like to not look like I'm dying at the end of any run, from a neighborhood jaunt to a Half. I'd like to improve my timing and my pace. I'd like this to be the year that I actually run a full mile without stopping/walking, because I've not done that yet.
I'd like to improve my nutrition. The Reboot was great, and I'm trying to vaguely incorporate some of those concepts and dishes into my regular nutrition. That's wonderful, but only if I actually establish a plan and STICK to it! Best intentions, etc. and so on...
I'm at a crossroads in my life, and instead of putting it off, it's time to make a decision and follow through with it. Being stalled leads to misery, and I'm done with misery. I'm taking control, as scary.. scary? That sounds so small. As terrifying as making the decision and changing the entire course of my life may be, it must be done.
All of these things sound manageable. All of these things are doable, in small steady increments. Rather than stressing over 'OMG I NEED TO LOSE MORE WEIGHT' I can take 30 days at a time and determine that I'm going to make the best of them for myself.
So now? Now I'm going to go pull on my running gear, and head outside. It's been too long since I've pounded the pavement, and it's time to get back to it. This uncomfortable intermission is over.
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