So! Words! I put them here!
I’ve only mentioned this in, oh, about every post since it happened, but my site is now blocked at my place of work. I’m all about forcing productivity, but you know? It takes me as long to type out a post – if that – as it does for most smokers to finish one cig. I’ve said for years that blogging is my smoke break. It gives me a mental break.
Now I don’t have that during the day.
I’m kind of blown away at how this has affected my mood at work. I’m very short-tempered now, quick to anger and slow to hold my tongue. In short: I am like an addict who has quit cold-turkey. There is no blogging patch to step down cravings.
As part of my .. recovery? steps? I don’t know .. I’m forcing time for myself. Typically, I work all day, then mother until the kids are in bed, and then my husband gets my undivided attention. No one has set this rule for myself but me, but I follow it to the letter or I feel like a HORRIBLE [insert responsibility here]. So now I’m trying to be better about taking time for myself to go running, or to sit down and write a post. I’m not saying I’m 100% successful, but I’m trying.
Also, I ran over 3.5 miles with my running group this week. It wasn’t easy and I wasn’t great at it, but man, did I feel like such a badass at the end of it. Like, seriously, I probably could’ve gone to an even four miles. Even more odd? I AM MAKING PLANS TO RUN WITH FOLKS AFTER THIS RUNNING GROUP IS OVER. There are about five women who I typically pace with on a run, and we enjoy eachother’s company and we were all, “Hey, let’s do this some more.” CRAZY PANTS, IS WHAT THAT IS.
I also feel the need to tell you that I hate running. Like, I contemplate suicide with every single step. I am not one of those runners who can zone out during a run and TADA! it’s fourteen miles later. I WISH I WAS OH GOD DO I WISH. Instead, every step makes me wonder why I even took the first one and every breath is so focused to get down to the bottom of your lung because even though I’m medicated for asthma now, there are still bad days where breathing is a luxury. BUT. Every time I finish a run and I cool down, I feel like I’m glowing with bad-assedness. Is too a word.
I drove away from that run thinking, Huh. I could do a 10K, you know? This is how addicts think.
Finally, I want to direct you to some stuff that I’ve been meaning to share with y’all.
First of all, my very sweet friend Linda has some well-deserved good news to share. I love Linda more than my luggage for many reasons, some of which being that we both have a gaggle of men in our homes but also when I wrote for her fitness blog, she did not flinch at my naming a post “Christ on a Cracker, That Sucked So Hard”.
Secondly, another sweet friend of mine sent me a happy text picture today that is not my news to share, but in celebration of it, I will direct you to the best single-purpose Tumblr since Paula Deen Riding Things: Chandler Dances on Things.
Thirdly, if that’s even a word, Bryan stumbled upon this late Sunday night and it made us both cry. When you have a little boy who’s just a tad different, you want the world to see the amazing things in him that you see. It happened when Caine’s Arcade received a flashmob.
Lastly, this post from Princess Nebraska. I .. I could’ve written this myself. Man, I HAVE written this in my head a million times over. But I never put together the last part of it until she put it down in text. And suddenly .. yeah. That’s me. I need to find me.
Can you not write a post in another doc and then publish when you get home? You could still WRITE and have your mental break that way, though it’s not as satisfying as publishing and being DONE.
More than 3 miles? WOO FOR YOU! Kick butt!
Or post by email?
Hey! I can help with a to-do item! I make great mojitos, and you can modify my recipe. The trick is to skip all the lazy crap they sell at the store. Simple syrup in a bottle? Really? Takes minutes to prepare. I make mine weak (1 shot in a large glass of other goodness), so I can drink more. Feel free to add alcohol!
First, make simple syrup. This is easy. Boil water. Fill a tea cup 1/3-way with sugar. Pour boiling water 2/3 to top of cup. Stir until dissolved.
Place 5 or 6 large mint leaves and place in the bottom of the glass. Add your still warm simple syrup. Take some sort of muddler (seriously, a butter knife works fine) and lightly crush the mint leaves in the bottom of the glass. Add 1 shot (or more!) of good rum. Add ice cubes. Top with club soda and muddle a little more to mix.
Voila! I keep a pot of mint in my backyard specifically for this purpose…
Shower, laundry or food. Yep. Know that Eenie-meenie-meinie-mo.
LizzieV wants you to read ..LEAP!
We had an offshoot from our running Fleet Feet class too! We have a FB group (Rogue Runners
) and every week we all post when/where we can run and we try to do our long runs together on the weekends. This is how I ended up doing McKay and how I ended up doing Oak Barrel AND how I signed up for a Marathon. Because this support group I found in FF, we’re all on the same page and we’re all struggling to keep going and it has been a GODSEND. So – I suggest you do the same thing! Start a FB group (private, of course) for your peeps. It’s such an easy way for everyone to communicate and check on schedules. There is magic in these groups of like-minded people trying to be better…seriously. I get so upset when I have to run alone now!!!
And the funny thing about pace – we all run together. Some are faster, some might be slower, but we all just stick together at these runs. And then, one of the guy’s wife had a baby and our group collected $200+ dollars for them! And we’ve donated to each other’s fundraisers and they came to my kid’s plays…my point? If you lucked out and found a good group…then keep it together! It really has been the thing that worked for me. That made a difference.
Also..10K? Girl…this time last year was when I started “training” for my first Cotton Row 10K. Remember? And I was so scared but I did it and I was so proud and then…well…I signed up for that 13.1 group at FF. And you know where the story goes from there.
Damn Addicts.
Have you seen this? It makes me laugh out loud, especially since I’m a dog owner. Thought it might make you do the same.
http://textfromdog.tumblr.com/
It probably helps if I post the link and don’t pose as some sort of spam comment
Several thoughts to share here.
YES! We MUST keep going in our running. We don’t want to lose what we have accomplished. And I KNOW I will if I don’t have a group to go with. It has been such a great making new friends in this venture…esp. one who feels just as I do as I run. Because I was thinking last night, “I’ve always hated running! WHY am I doing this??” You are so right. It is the feeling of accomplishment at the end that makes it worth while.
And the missing person blog….Princess Nebraska. It was written so….profoundly.I know you know my thoughts on that nonexistent 3rd child of mine. So there is and always will be something missing. But I do think this phase in my life, boot camp, running, smoothies, juicing…..the things I didn’t have time for years ago, or didn’t make time for……are helping me to be the me I’m supposed to be. And that thought goes a long way in being more content in the life I’ve been given.
I worked at a school a few years ago and at some point they went and blocked a lot of the internet blogs. Lucky for me, one of the students figured out a way to go around that…However, I have no idea what he did, he just gave me a link to use as a search bar and I could go where ever I wanted.
Jessica wants you to read ..Baby Update
I can’t even talk about running because I’m still trying to work on walking without falling down. But I wanted to pop in and make the suggestion A’Dell did about writing in a separate doc. I went from working in banks where I was one of the sole IT people who controlled the filters and thus had penultimate access to anywhere on the interwebs while the rest of Noob end-users got blocked (it was for research yo!) to a corporation with fifty bajillion levels of Big Brother and blocks all up in my face. So I stuck it to the man and wrote my posts in Word then emailed them through my personal account to myself to copy and paste later. A bit more work but better than nothing. Plus I got the small pleasure of sticking it to the man without them even knowing!
Kristy wants you to read ..Going to the Chapel …