Tuesday, December 04, 2012
A lighted, wire-frame deer is currently standing on my kitchen counter, waving its upturned nose back and forth. Hubby was good enough to put it together while I was out for the evening.
He has expressed a fond desire for it to remain where it is, as it gives a lovely ambient light to the whole living space. Grinch that I am, I have said no. The deer will be moved to the yard tomorrow, where it will join our other wire-frame critter, a moose. Yes, we have a moose in the yard. The moose is a very special animal to me, because I lived in Alaska for so long and they were such a common sight in our suburban yards.
None of this, however, was a good enough excuse for letting my daughter get away with gleefully singing, "We wish you a Merry Chris-moose and a Happy New Deer!"
Tuesday, December 04, 2012
DD and I planned a trip to the gym this morning, prior to me dropping her at work for a very important work day. We both got up on time, but instead of the gym I ended up running to the 24-hour drug store to get her Imodium. Poor kid, she is not doing well, but there is no way she can miss this work day.
As for my workout, I am fortunately able to move it to the afternoon. It might even be nice enough for a bike ride.
Monday, December 03, 2012
I can't remember where I got this picture, but it's now my wallpaper, to remind me of what I'm doing this for:
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
One of my teams has a thread about looking back at 2012. And in writing up my reply, I realized that it's been a pretty good year.
My older daughter's engagement broke off and she had to come home to live, but she has a job now, is building herself a life here, and has been a terrific workout buddy for me. I'll actually be sorry to see her move out, even if it is in the same town.
My mother's chronic health problems reached a terrifying crisis, but she survived it and is feeling better than she has in a couple years, now that they've actually solved her problem.
My mother-in-law had a cancer scare that turned out to be only a scare, which was a relief. My best friend also had a cancer scare that led to surgery to remove a huge tumor--and it turned out to be completely benign. Since she's the mom of three young kids, I was very grateful for them as well as for myself.
My younger daughter broke up with her controlling, manipulative girlfriend and starting having a life again. She missed out on one terrific educational opportunity because of this girl, and lost all of her friends, but now she's remade her friendships and is currently on a sailing adventure in the Caribbean until after the first of the year--and gets college credit for it!
As for me, I lost 70 pounds and went from being a slug to biking over 2,000 miles for the season--that's outdoor miles, not stationary cycle ones. I participated in a 150-mile, 2-day bike tour and raised over $2,000 for MS, and even though I didn't finish the second day I still felt like a success. Just this last week I participated in my first-ever 5k Turkey Trot, an activity I'd heard of in the past but had always regarded as kind of insane. I'm married to the best guy in the world, and I love my cozy little home.
Life is good.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
I am not a runner. I have resisted running most of my life. When I've tried it, it's usually ended in injury and misery.
But if I want to do triathlons next year, I have to become a runner again.
This year I signed up for my first ever Turkey Trot. The longest I had jogged (it's an abuse of language to call what I do "running") had been just over a mile, but I figured I could jog and walk and at least finish. I figured I'd jog until the second kilometer marker and then walk a bit. Daughter and a good friend were with me.
I jogged and jogged and started to get worried. Surely I'd gone more than 1k! Was I really in this bad of shape?
Then the first marker appeared. 1 MILE. Even though it was a 5k race, they were marking in miles. Well, at that point, I suddenly felt great! I was doing better than I thought!
I managed to jog the first full 2 miles, then walked for about half a mile, jogged a little more, walked a little more, and finished the last quarter mile at a jog. My time was just under 44 minutes. Not fast, but WAY better than I thought I was going to do! And I got an awesome t-shirt out of it!
It was so much fun that DD and I are signed up for another one next Saturday, the Reindeer Run. For that one we get t-shirts, plus jingle bells for our shoes. I think jogging along in the midst of all tht jingling will be fun!
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