Monthly Archives: July 2012


My back hurts. I’m not exactly sure what I did to it, but I think it might be related to the really unsmart way I picked The Puppy up last night. Regardless, PAIN!

There have been no workouts since Monday. I’ve overslept every single day. I can’t help but think that it might have something to do with my fear of wearing a swimsuit in public. Of course, it could also have to do with going to bed after 11:30 p.m. every night. So my plan is to suck it up and grow some balls, and go to bed earlier.

I also made rice pudding Wednesday night for The Boy to take to work.


It kinda looks like gruel, but it is damn tasty. I’ll post the recipe sometime.

Happy weekend!


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He’s all growed up!

When we first got The Puppy, we knew we would crate train him. It was the opposite of easy. We tried to keep him in the crate at night as well as while we were at work. He was not down with that.


He barked almost all night, every night, for three months. Eventually we figured out that if we let him sleep in our room he only barked for part of the night. Shocking, right? Eventually we figured out that he wouldn’t bark at all if we let him sleep in our bed.

We still put him in his crate while we were away at work. We knew that being the spaz he is he would come to grief if left to his own devices.


We did, however, assume the time would come when he would be calm enough for us to leave him out of the crate for most of the day at least.

That time has now come. It’s been a week and two days and we’ve left him out of the crate for at least two hours everyday. He has behaved perfectly.

I worry about him every minute I know that he’s roaming freely in the house. I’m actually afraid he’ll fall down the stairs. But I’m so proud.

My little guy’s all growed up. Sigh.

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My Dog Ate My Flip Flop


Ran outside, 1.5 miles; walked .6 — ~30 mins.

Holy crap, does my foot hurt.

I went back to the podiatrist this morning to have a casting of my feet made. Yep, I’m getting orthotics. I’m not super excited about the prospect, but if it makes me feel less than a million years old, then whoopie! I should get them in about a week or two. In the meantime, my doctor actually told me I SHOULD wear heels — AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. Apparently, for plantar fasciitis, heels are helpful. At the moment, however, the only heels I’ve got that are appropriate for hot weather are these:

Hot, right? Mine are brown, though, not yellow.

The problem is that they are just a teensy bit too high to be comfortable. In fact, the only shoes that I can wear comfortably aside from my running shoes are my Teva flip flops.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE these. I got them bundled with a pair that have different color straps, but the black ones go with everything, of course, so they’re the ones that are most broken in.

Since it’s so painful to walk barefoot, I’ve been wearing them all over the house. Tonight The Boy and I sat down on the sofa to watch a little NEWSROOM (which, by the way, we need to talk about how much that show blows at some point). I shook off the flip flops to put my feet up on a pillow (I’m a delicate flower). After a few minutes, we noticed that The Puppy was a little too quiet. Right on cue, he trotted in with one of my flip flops in his mouth. The right one. The one that goes on my dodgy foot.

I would have taken a picture but my foot hurts too much to get up and get my camera. I can still wear it, although it’s a bit gnawed around the edges.

By the way, I signed up for this race today. If anyone lives in the area and is interested in spending a Wednesday evening running in a really nice neighborhood, come on out!

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Swimsuit Shopping: Oh, The Horror!


Yesterday: Rest Day

Today: Biked to/from work once (stupid rai–I mean, WE REALLY LOVE YOU, RAIN!), ~16 mins; walked to dog, ~30 mins.

Big news: I LOST A POUND!!!

I feel like I might have finally found the combo of good for me stuff/stuff that makes me feel like I’m indulging just a enough to keep me relatively happy but still take off some poundage. I guess one week doesn’t make a trend, so I’m trying really hard not to start thinking, I lost a pound! I CAN NOW EAT MASS QUANTITIES OF WHATEVER I WANT.

I have to say, the biggest factor in this equation appears to be not having things around the house that I can dip into nut butter, specifically Justin’s Chocolate Almond Butter. That stuff is like The Crack. This last week I’ve been having one tablespoon on a piece of toast in the morning and I add some sliced banana on top. It’s enough of a schmear to be all creamy and delicious (and I get a little on my fingers which I guarantee you I do lick) to feel decadent and satisfying. In the past, I’ve bought pita chips, pretzels, crackers — ostensibly “good-ish for you” food that is okay to eat in moderation. My problem with having those items and nut butter of almost any kind in the house at the same time is that when I feel snacky it’s all too easy and tempting for me to dip the chip/pretzel/cracker in the nut butter. At the time, I believe I’m estimating that I’m only eating one serving of each, but let’s face it. Who can stop at 11 pita chips dipped in chocolate almond butter? I’m telling you right now, no one. And if you say you can stop, I don’t believe you. Therefore, I have resisted purchasing anything that could be considered a vehicle for nut butter. Of course, now that I don’t have it, I find myself occasionally rooting around in the pantry or refrigerator looking for ANYTHING that I could reasonably dip. I have indulged in an apple dipping session and have contemplated carrots as well. But overall, I’ve managed to control myself.

Likewise, working out was going extremely well this week until today. I was all set to try out my new swimming workout that I found here. I had my brand new Speedo one-piece ready, my new swimming cap, my new goggles, and my towel all laid out and I was actually excited (if a little apprehensive). Then 5:15 a.m. rolled around, I hadn’t slept well, and I must have snoozed about 4 times in my sleep before I realized that it was too late to attempt it. So I resolved to bike to work and went back to sleep. I made it to work just fine, but right when I was going to come home to let The Puppy out, it started raining. HARD. I waited about an hour and it was fine biking home. Then it started raining again. A quick check on Accuweather told me that it would most likely rain again, so I decided to drive back to work. I guess there’s always tomorrow, but this did put me in a rather foul mood for the rest of the day.

Let’s talk about that swimsuit purchase, shall we? I decided to go to Dick’s Sporting Goods and see what they had to offer. I was a bit intimidated as I can’t recall the last time I actually went to a store to try on swimwear, but I managed to pick about 7 or 8 suits that looked like they might work. I got to the dressing room and while there was no attendant, there were signs everywhere instructing shoppers to bring no more than 3 items into a room. Being the rule follower that I am, I chose 3 suits to start with and draped the rest on a chair just outside my dressing room. A bit later, someone knocked on my door. I opened it slightly and a salesperson said, “I should probably ask you how many items you have in there.” I replied that I only had 3, but I was swapping them out for the suits on the chair. She said okay and I closed the door. After rejecting the one I had on, I reached outside the door to grab another off the chair, but they were all gone.

Let’s just take a moment here to really think about this situation. It’s traumatic enough for a woman like me — let’s face it, probably ANY woman — to try on swimsuits. Now I had to get dressed again and try to retrace my steps to locate all of those suits. I know it’s irrational, but I felt really humiliated. And worse, I was mad at myself for feeling humiliated. I did what I needed to do, though, and finally settled on a navy Speedo that looks something like this:


I’m pretty sure it’s the same suit. It doesn’t look fantastic on me, but it looks marginally better than the others did. I also bought this swim cap:

I also bought a pair of goggles. They’re nothing special. Just standard goggles.

Since my swim workout was thwarted this morning, I’m going to have to wait until next week for another shot at it. For now, that’s okay with me.

Oh! I also started listening to THE LIGHTNING THIEF by Rick Riordan. I typically don’t read/listen to children’s or young adult books too often, but I’d heard good things about this one. It’s fairly entertaining so far. I’ll talk more about it when I finish. I also downloaded ANANSI BOYS by Neil Gaiman and A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE, the first book in the A GAME OF THRONES series by George R. R. Martin. I’m more looking forward to the Gaiman book. I’m not completely sold on the Martin series, but I downloaded it from my library’s collection so it’s free and I can stop whenever I want to.

Now I’m installing the DC Universe Online game to play with The Boy (free version). Happy Friday!

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Ran ~1.75 miles; Walked 1 and change, total approx. 42 mins

Biked 6 miles, approx. 35 mins

Today was a good day. At least exercise wise, that is. Otherwise, it was pretty okay too.

I have been waiting for a good run, anticipating that it will come eventually, if I keep at it long enough. While it didn’t feel easy, it felt GREAT. I think I actually ran a bit more than 1.75 miles, but I’ll round down, just to be safe.

I know that I’m not alone when I say that it’s difficult to predict the conditions that will make for a good run and today wasn’t much different, except that the weather this morning was fantastic. It was probably around 65* which to me is (apparently) pretty much perfect. My foot didn’t hurt too much before or after and I had no *ahem* tummy issues.

I wasn’t sure if I would bike to work today as I was hosting a meeting for area librarians and wanted to look halfway decent, but in the end I decided that biking to work makes me feel too damn good to pass up the opportunity.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I look for in exercise. Since I’ve been engaging in some form of exercise at least 3 times a week (usually more) very consistently for the last year and a half and haven’t lost a pound, it seems pretty clear that weight loss can’t be what is motivating me. When I run — even when it’s not a great run — I feel a mental and emotional release and my mind clears. I don’t get that when I’m on the elliptical. In fact, I’m SOOO bored on the elliptical that I dread the thought of using it. I also don’t get the same feeling after exercising with a cardio DVD. While I enjoy yoga, I’m not confident enough in my ability to do the poses correctly to “let go” and allow myself to get to that happy exercise place. I do get it with biking, though. Obviously, I need to do that more often.

I’m left thinking about what I can do when the weather doesn’t allow for either running outside or biking, or on those days when I should take a rest from running. Which brings me to my next fitness odyssey. I’m going to try swimming.

I can’t remember the last time I swam for fitness. I know that I can do it. I used to be a pretty decent swimmer. I’ll have to do some prep work, however, as I can’t remember the last time I owned a one piece suit and I’ll have to don the research cap once again to find some beginner’s workouts. Of course, the other obstacle is actually putting on a swimsuit in public.

I actively hate my body. I’m not proud of my body and I’m even less proud of how I feel about it. After a talk with a good friend and another talk with my therapist (yay, therapists!) I decided, however, that it’s time I start thinking about what my body can do and less about how it looks.

My plan is to acquire a proper suit, swim cap, and goggles and go for one swim next week. Just one.

I can do this.

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Yesterday Was One Of Those Days….



Run/walk, 2.5 miles

Edited to add: Bike to/from work, 3 miles, 17 minutes. I totally forgot about this. Also, yes, I’m an incredibly slow cyclist, but I can usually manage about 12 miles per hour.


Bike to/from work, twice, 6 miles (1.5 pending), 32 minutes

Prepare for MASSIVE whining.

Yesterday morning I set off for my first run of the week without The Puppy. I got about a mile and a half in and had to walk. I would love to spare you the details, but the fact is that I have chronic belly issues. Sometimes they have to do with IBS, sometimes they have to do with ovarian cysts, and sometimes they have to do with my period. Today’s actual reason for taking a walk break (which turned into a torturous hobble home) was unclear at the time, but the symptons were severe cramping in my lower abdomen.

Of course, I was immediately pissed off at myself. I mean, honestly. Can I not get one decent flippin’ run in? I think it’s been about two and a half months since I’ve been able to run even two miles without taking a walk break. And as demoralized as I feel now writing about it, I felt about a million times worse yesterday morning while I was trying to get myself home or at least close to a public bathroom because I had no idea what was happening with my body.

I did make it home, pulled myself together, and got to work. A couple hours later — and again, prepare for TMI — I went to the bathroom and realized that I had apparently forgotten to check my calendar because there it was, my period. And I felt such intense relief, because ohmygod I did NOT suck after all — I simply had a little girl trouble. I believe I actually said out loud in the bathroom at work, “Oh, THAT’S why!”

Then it really hit me. What if I hadn’t gotten my period? Would that mean that I actually did suck? The logical answer that I knew intellectually, of course, was no. So what if I only ran a mile and a half out of two and a half? The fact that I was out walking at 6 a.m. at all is something to be proud of. What good comes of being so hard on myself? The trick is to not just understand these truths in my head, but to actually feel them in my gut. Hopefully without adverse side effects.

And then I felt better. And started to look forward to my next run in a couple of days.

This morning I had every intention of going to the gym and doing some cross training, but I didn’t sleep well and knew that it would be better for me to get some decent rest than be pissed off again at myself for missing a workout altogether. Since I didn’t have to work until 1:00 today and I had an appointment this morning, I was definitely planning to drive to work (I live super close and can bike there very quickly if I have my shit together). When I got out to the garage and opened the door, I found a ComEd truck blocking me in.

So I biked to work. That of course meant biking home at dinner to let out The Puppy, which led me to think, why not? I’ll just bike back again.

Accidental workout, FTW.

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Do you realize how many Weight Watchers Points are in OIAJ?!


Started The Puppy on Pooch to 5K, + 40 min. walk with The Puppy.

Total miles — 3.5

Well, I *kind of* started him on the program. I actually screwed up and instead of running for 60 seconds and then resting for 90 seconds, we rested for two minutes. Oops.

The Puppy is actually pretty good on our runs. I started him running last summer. After trying to take him out with his regular harness and leash, I realized that I will probably never be one of those runners who can hold stuff while I run, and a dog’s leash is really something you have to keep a tight grip on, especially when you have a dog who wants nothing more in the entire world than to catch any sort of small woodland creature that he spies. I also felt that he needed a harness that allowed for attaching a leash from the top, rather than from the front like his regular walking harness. I found that the leash got in the way far too often. I put on my librarian hat again and found this harness and this running leash.

There are a few running leashes on the market, but I felt this one appeared to be the most durable. It also came with a zippered pouch, which has been really handy for storing waste bags, my phone, and keys.

He really doesn’t seem to mind his harness.

And the leash really does work very well when he tries to take off after a squirrel.

Last night I decided to prep a meal to try this morning that is the darling of the Healthy Living Blog world, but one I just haven’t had much luck with, overnight oats in a jar, otherwise known as OIAJ. I’ve tried this a few times and just haven’t been a fan of the texture. I thought I’d try it one more time since I had an empty White Chocolate Wonderful jar. Here’s what I put in the mix:

1/4 cup old fashioned oats

1/4 cup plain nonfat yogurt

1/4 cup unsweetened vanilla almond milk

1 teaspoon chia seeds

1/2 packet of splenda

drizzle of vanilla extract

This morning I added a granola sample I got from the Chicago Women’s 5K and a dollop of White Chocolate Wonderful (from the replacement jar).

It was good, better than before, but not fantastic. Afterwards, I added up all the points.

TEN. Ten Weight Watcher’s Points. That freaking teaspoon of chia seeds alone had 1 point.

Goodbye, OIAJ. Don’t think I’ll be seeing you for quite awhile.

Anyone need any empty nut butter jars??

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