Sunday, November 25, 2012
I thought I was over my complete exhaustion, but maybe not. Today I am catching up on slothfulness. I think my body needs it. Oh, and I'm taking my multivitamin. Maybe my iron is low again. Who knows. Anyway, my plan for the day is rest, rest, and more rest.
First, we'll go to church. Then, I just may take the kids out for lunch. Then, rest.
See how more ideas spin into action? I had thought about stopping by Barnes & Noble because I have a coupon that expires today. That would probably take us to 2:00. And you know how it is once you're out and about shopping. Just one more quick stop..... No, must resist the temptation. This body needs a nap. (Yes, I just got up, and I'm already thinking of an afternoon nap!)
Enjoy your Sunday, whatever you do. Rest or action or being social -- make it what YOU want today.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
We hosted Thanksgiving this year. It turned out that quite a few members of our extended family had other stuff going on, so we had a relatively small gathering at our house. We were planning on 10 of us, and that ended up being just nine because my aunt stayed home sick.
I ended up taking Tuesday and Wednesday off, partly because I did need some time to shop, clean, and cook, and partly because I just wanted some time off from work. I really didn't think I needed two whole days for Thanksgiving preparations. Turns out, I did!
I wanted to keep the menu simple. We always, always have way too much food. But when my husband I started talking about the menu, things that I wanted to skip, he wanted, and vice versa. And then of course the guests want to bring food too. So, we ended up with:
Turkey (with gravy)
Mom's orange salad (a jello-Cool Whip favorite of the kids)
Jeez, it feels like I'm forgetting something, but MAN that's a lot of food! NINE people!!! Can you imagine the quantity of leftovers left? Insanity.
Personally I would have skipped the stuffing, but it is a favorite dish for many. Hubby would have skipped the lefse because it's so time-consuming to make, but I can't give up that family tradition. I bought a couple packs of those Glad containers and sent leftovers home with everyone. We have just a bit left in our frig. Hubby made a wonderful turkey-noodle soup last night. It's nice to not have to cook for a few days!
The carrot cake recipe was a new one for me. A few weeks ago we went to a surprise 40th birthday for a friend, and they served this carrot cake. OMG. It is amazing. I asked for the recipe and proceeded to enter it all into SP... a whopping 633 calories for a slice. Yeah. I think I'm going to play with the recipe a little bit and see if I can cut calories without compromising flavor. For instance those 633 calories assume a slice is 1/16 of the layered cake. I thought I could try it in 24 cupcakes instead, and maybe cut back a bit on the glaze and frosting. It's so so so decadent. I think you could scale it back a bit and still have an over-the-top dessert. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Not something you'd eat every day, that's for sure. But a couple times a year... Mmmmmmm...
I had really the best time with our family and friend who came. That may be the smallest Thanksgiving celebration we've ever had, but you know in a way that was nice too. A little less hectic and boisterous. It was a perfect day. After everyone left, complete exhaustion hit me. I started kitchen cleanup, took a breather, finished kitchen cleanup, and fell asleep on the couch for TWO HOURS. Man, I slept hard! I managed to get up and go to bed. I was actually still really tired all Friday. Now I think I'm back to normal. I'm taking care of some procrastinated paperwork and then RUNNING. That's the plan. Time to get back to THAT obsession.
For those of you who celebrate Thanksgiving, I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving too!
Note: Lefse is a soft, sweet, Norwegian flatbread.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Ok, there is no Week 3 Checkin. I've been pretty bad the last week. I was hyper-focused on getting ready for Thanksgiving, and other aspirations fell to the side. So. Back on track now. End of story.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
One of my favorite people (yes, you, Mary) often says "Don't judge" in her cute, funny way when revealing something about herself that she thinks just might elicit disparaging remarks. I've taken to saying it myself fairly often. It comes in handy on more occasions than you might think.
And then I find myself judging, and I quickly remind myself:
Yesterday at the 5K, I was running behind a woman with a quite large bottom, and I instantly had to squelch my Inner Judge. We all start somewhere. Who knows if someone else was running behind me and judging my appearance or running form. I admire everyone -- big or small -- who gets out there and MOVES. Notice too that she was running AHEAD of me. Bigger AND fitter -- you go, girl!
After the race yesterday I came home and baked 4 dozen cookies and 2 dozen muffins for church today. When I took them into the church kitchen, I was surprised by how many store-bought treats others had brought. My thinking was something along the lines of "I baked, why can't you?" Judging, anyone? Yup. You know what? Some people are even busier than me. Some people don't know how to bake. Whatever the reason, who am I to judge? They did a nice thing bringing in treats to share.
I'll never forget one of my more fashionable friends commenting on another friend's outdated shoes. I am never up on current trends. It's just not something I care about a whole lot. I want to look nice, but I also just don't have the mental energy or money to invest in staying on top of fashion trends.
Maybe that's what "Don't judge" boils down to: Not everyone cares about what you care about.
I love to bake. It brings me joy to make food and share it with others. Not everyone bakes or cooks.
I love to read to my kids. I have a friend who says she hates reading to her kids. Ugh, that just makes me sad! But you know what -- she's a great mom and does all kinds of other activities with her kids.
We don't all live the same life or have the same hopes and dreams or butt size. And that's okay. Live your own life.
The funny thing is -- those times when we (some of us) fear being judged are probably the same times that NO ONE CARES.
Do you feel self-conscious about going the gym? I used to, years ago, before I got truly serious about losing weight, and then, in all honestly, I could not have cared less if everyone in the gym had been staring at me. I was going to work out no matter what.
I've been in other situations that made me extremely uncomfortable, feeling that people were staring at me. Judging me. Who knows, maybe there were some fashionistas looking, berating my cheap Target sweater and Old Navy vest. Stare all you want! I'm wearing it, and I like it, so bugger off. People look, maybe spacing out not even really looking AT you, or maybe judging because that's how their mind works, or maybe thinking kind thoughts toward you. You just never know. It's best not to care or feel paranoid about it. Just live your life.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Today's 5K was my fourth official, outdoor 5K. I commented to my husband what a difference between this one and my first. With my first one, I couldn't sleep the night before, I was wound up so tight. This one felt like old hat... until about an hour before the race when my nerves kicked in.
I really didn't know what to expect because I hadn't been training as much. My running lately has not been great. I've felt like I'm running about as hard as I can, but it's still so much slower than I was 6 months ago. So my expectation was finishing around 36 to 38 minutes. Nothing impressive, but I also didn't really care. Just have fun, pace yourself, enjoy, relax.
First, it was soooooooooo cold! My sister talked me into leaving the sweatshirt behind, and she was right. Once we got going, I was plenty warm. We started off in a big, slow mob, which was probably good. I've started too fast in the past and then burned out. This allowed me to pace myself better.
I felt energized and very comfortable at my pace -- not too slow or too fast. The only problem was, perhaps because of the cold temps, my very runny nose. I finally had to stop to blow my nose a few times. My one goal for the race was to at least run to each mile and stop to walk at mile 1 and mile 2 if I needed to. Well, they didn't have a first mile marker. I probably stopped around 1.5 and 2.5. I had just one Kleenex left to get me the rest of the way, so I pushed on and tried to finish strong.
My time? 35:22. I told my sister that I know each race is different, and you can't really compare. But some small part of me also thinks I should be improving all the time. So I'm okay with 35:22. It's certainly better than the 36-38 I was expecting, but I sure would like to get closer to 30. I could have pushed myself harder today, but ... well... I didn't feel like it :) I guess I have learned from experience that when you push too hard, it makes for a miserable race and then you're wrecked for the rest of the day. I feel great!
So... RAH! RAH! Another race, and running is FUN again!
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