Tag Archives: body

10lb babies & such

jessica simpson had a spawn in the last 24 hours. good for her. it felt like she was knocked up for ages. the baby came out weighing 9lbs 14oz. that is 2oz away from 10lbs. that is a big baby. i have discussed this with bigk. we have a fear of birthing big babies, but also, apparently in odd circumstances:

bigk: that is going to be us. we’re going to have unnaturally large babies and it’s going to happen on some bridge in a cab during a noah’s ark type of storm.

me: you are so dramatical. it would be during a Maine-like snowstorm and the vehicle will break down in a ditch and the only thing for warmth is a quilt with emergency phone numbers stitched on it but the phone gets no reception because of the storm that is caused by the collective sinning of our siblings having babies out of wedlock and/or posing in bikinis on FB.

bigk: i knew somehow my sisters and their bastard kids would haunt me!! back to having babies in ridiculous conditions. that is a huge fear of mine. and even giving birth at home just b/c my street is blocked off due to a sink hole or something. or the circus is in town and all of the animals escape and camp out in front of my door.

these are the things that go on in the minds of 30somethings who should be working but aren’t.

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kiss me: i’m a half marathoner

i officially became a half marathoner on Saturday. the road to get there was hard. i did not train as often as i should’ve, i almost quit before i even began, and it is doubtful that i will ever run that kind of distance again.

what i eventually learned from this experience and about myself.

1. i am a whiner. i whined a week prior to the race. i whined the day of the race. and then i whined some more during the race. until i noticed a blind man running ahead of me. he was holding onto a simple string attached to his running buddy. his step was confident and cheerful, it never faltered. five minutes later, i noticed a man without a leg run by me. he was hopping on his leg and with the use of crutches, and holy shit, good spirits and determination he went on his jolly way. that shut me up. i saw a girl stumble ahead of me, by the time i ran past her a medic was massaging her calf and a coach was soothing her tears. a boy limped his way past the finish line with both knees iced & bandaged.

2. saving graces. running in hilly Baltimore prepared me for the flatter streets of DC, much to my delight. i did not train that much but when i did, it was on hills and usually with elevation on the treadmill. thank gawd.

3. i can maintain. when in the presence of other runners, who for all i know have had bad training habits, injuries, or whatever, i ran with it. for about 8 miles i ran a solid 11minute mile. only when my left foot started feeling weird did i slow my pace.

4. i listen to my body. i still hobble. after that weird foot feeling, i changed my gait and then my left calf started to seize. the remaining distance was significantly slower. i wasn’t going to finish this race injured in any way, i listened to what my body had to say, made adjustments and walked if i had to. i double fisted water & gatorade at every water station, grabbed half a banana, and at miles 5 and 10 i hate half a granola bar when my stomach rumbled. this made all the difference in how i felt internally during the race and post-race.

5. i’m a crybaby. i cried at mile 9, 10, 11 and 12. quitting did not enter my mind but i certainly did question if i could finish. i wondered what made me even want to tackle this challenge, i was happy with doing 5Ks last year. but i showed up. it had to be done. so it was done.

6. i am thankful. that two days after the only effects i feel are the tightness in both limbs and a slight twinge in my lower back. i will take this week off, because i can. then i will put my running shoes back on and sign up for a much shorter race for the coming spring season.

official time – 2:52:44

grim determination = half marathon completed!

one year of running

exactly one year ago today, i started Couch to 5K.

i’m still not very fast, i’m a solid 12 minute mile girl, but i show up. i get it done. i don’t particularly love running but it certainly has improved my life. $5wordGuy*, from now on, dw, doesn’t train like i do. he might run a few times before a race and despite this, he rocks. i finally learned why last night.

starting young

he’s been running since he was 4! how adorable is he? i mean, really, i don’t stand a chance in races. not that it matters, he always runs back to wherever i am to cheer me on. he is my biggest fan.

Baltimore Marathon Relay

the legs were: 5.7miles, 7miles, 6.3miles, 7miles. i did leg 2, i was the slowest, but i still finished & uninjured.

i broke the rules & wore my earphones. i was willing to fight anybody & everybody to be able to listen to music.

there may have been tears, {ok fine, i cried 3 times: before, during & after. i was nervous, tired & then overwhelmed}. it was a long day. every place we went to after for a bite to eat was packed. we didn’t get home until after 4pm and we crashed at 6pm, not rising until 8:30am the next day.

yeah. $5wordGuy is talking about a half already.

stressed

my relay race is tomorrow and i did not run at all this week. my back is hurting. i woke up Monday morning with a sore lower back, i must’ve slept funny or on something. i’ve gone to bikram yoga everyday this week to stretch and it relieves the tention temporarily. i am concerned. very concerned. the longest distance i’ve ever run is 7.25 miles ONCE and tho my leg is 7 miles, i just don’t know how i’ll manage. i don’t want to let my team down but i also don’t want to harm myself. i won’t do anything my body doesn’t want to do but i won’t quit either.

it has been such a stressful week, with work, worrying about my back and this race coming up, i actually bawled during a bikram class. thank gawd i was already a sweaty mess. last night i thought i was going to go off on $5wordGuy* for not cleaning the kitchen, it’s been a disaster area since Saturday. but then he pulled out a package with a homemade card for me and i just melted. he bought me matching 8″ round cake pans, along with a few other baking knick knacks. there was no way i could be annoyed after that.

tonight i intend to indulge in a bit of lamb methi & naan, spend an hour on stretching and then a good night’s sleep. i might treat myself to a new running shirt as it looks to be quite cool & windy tomorrow. i’ll make sure $5wordGuy* wakes up early to get a bite to eat, stretch some more & then we’ll be on our way.

in the meantime, a few random things i came across this week on the internet & my new obsession: pinterest.

Barbie & Ken’s Big Day! notice how she only feeds her guests fruit for the meal? now we know the secret to her skinny success.

i swoon when i look at this picture.

some people can pull off red + pink. i’m not one of those people. this girl is tho.

this is interesting.

there are apples in my future as i’ll be picking some with my darling love on sunday. until next time, whereby i discuss my run or completely ignore it, have a good weekend friends.