I'm back to the routine. Except I might be skipping my Two Cents Tuesday blogs for lack of opinion lately. Hmmm....Anyway, there's always a reason to be happy, right? Here's a list of my reasons:
1. I was able to run 6 miles today. I was off my total time by about ten minutes. But running through injuries, I'd say that's okay (for now). I really look forward to the day I have a NORMAL run with no pain and back up to pace! When that day comes, it'll be a super HAPPY day!!!!
2. Blake was the best today! He was helpful and kind. When I have days like that, I'm always smiling. Way to be awesome, B!
3. I started making lists for our Florida trip. I can't wait to get away! Now if I can avoid a panic attack from the stress of getting ready AND being on vacation.....I'll be great!
4. The Voice. I pretty much love this show. The Bachelor is quickly becoming my LEAST favorite show (Courtney....I'm talking to you). While The Voice is quickly becoming my favorite. I think it has American Idol beat. But that's just my opinion.
5. I lost a couple more pounds. So I'm about to where I was before I started eating all kinds of crap at Halloween. And I've been sugar free for almost 42 days. And by sugar I mean candy, cookies, cereal, cake, ice cream, etc....I know there are sugars in everything I eat. But for me to give up candy and CEREAL, is pretty much unheard of. I'll probably be adding small amounts of sweet treats back to my diet after my race in April. Yeah. I know. After giving them up that long, I should probably let them go forever. Alas, I love chocolate. And chocolate loves me. Or something...
Happy week to ya! Oh and happy LEAP DAY (which also symbolizes the return of my REAL favorite show....PSYCH). You know that's right! :)
Monday, February 27, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Not a Happy Post...Just a Regular Ol' (WHY ME?) Post!
I decided I am not going to write a happy post tonight, as my title states. This has not been an awesome day so instead of pretending like all is peachy keen-like, I'm going to tell it how it is! :)
Most of my day was spent wishing my dumb leg didn't hurt so bad. I was supposed to run 6 miles today. I made it about 4.7 (running, walking, stopping for stretches) before I could go no more. I absolutely HATE not being able to train. But today taught me that I'm going to have to take a little break. I've got to let this stinkin' psoas heal and then I will continue training.
So since the day started off like that, it wasn't a good sign. While out running errands, I felt myself sticking my tongue out at the BMWs and Range Rovers that were passing me. Yeah. I wish I had enough money to buy a car like that. Shoot, I wish I had enough money to get my windshield replaced. I'm tired of being in the "cracked windshield club." I also found myself cursing the happy couples around me. I mean....geez, is it too much to ask to actually LIVE with your husband? BLAH. Then I spent the aftternoon wishing my creative juices would come back to me. Apparently I drained them, unknowingly. I really want to work on my book but I haven't had the drive lately. Speaking of drive...I also stressed out about driving my car all the way to Florida for our Disney vacation in March. I'm hoping it can make the trip. And I'm hoping I still have good roadside assistance! ;)
Sure, my thyroid is out of whack. It could be the reason for this emotional roller coaster I'm currently riding. So I apologize for making it seem like I need a dose (or several) of happy pills. What I am doing for myself, my family, and the general population....is going to get my blood taken tomorrow morning. My life will be a MILLION times better (I'm sure of it already) when my dosage is correct. But until that happens....I guess tonight will be full of highs and lows.
I always like to mention when I'm being a big baby and whining (and yes....I would like some cheese with my w(h)ine) that I know things could be worse. I'm so thankful that my problems, while large to me at the moment, are really small in the whole scheme of things. I think. I was on WebMD for like an hour last night and I could have any number of dreaded diseases. But without insurance, I guess I'll just keep on worrying myself sick (literally).
In happy news, I'm posting several pictures from the Pacers game last weekend (not this last Saturday...but the one before that...heaven forbid I look at a calendar). My sister, Beth came into town and we were lucky enough to have our dear friends hook us up with tickets. And honestly? While I'm typing this....I feel myself getting happier! We started the night in row 7 but Alan was able to move us down to the court at halftime. We sat right next to the basket. That means that I handled the ball THREE times. Yes, that's right. THREE times. Once, I caught the ball and handed it to a ball boy. Once, I caught it and tossed it to the ref. And once, oh once, I handed the ball to ROY HIBBERT! My heart was racing for a good long while after that! He's my favorite player on the team. So that pretty much made my night (and week...and month...and you get the idea).
I also thought it was cool to cheer the players on when they were right in front of me. I had to make sure they knew I was familiar with all of their names. I think Beth was a little embarrassed. And I think the camera guys next to us thought I was a certified nut job (which I am...let's face it). And after all that.....on our way to the elevator, we ran into George Hill. Yeah, one of my other favorite players. I tried to be discreet about taking his picture with my phone while he jabbered with his friend. But the flash went off so I think he knew what was going on. I wish I had been brave enough to pull the sharpie out of my purse (yes, I always carry one with me for situations like this) and ask him for his autograph. *SIGH*
Anyway, here are the pictures. I'm glad I told the story of the game. Now I'm much happier! Perhaps I should erase all the other sob story stuff? NAH. I have to remember ALL my crazy!
Hope you have a happy week...full of sunshine and stuff! :)
*I should point out that the picture below is of David West's legs. His left calf has a tattoo that says "CARPE." The right calf, of course, says "DIEM." I think I should have followed his advice today. Eh? Maybe tomorrow....*
Most of my day was spent wishing my dumb leg didn't hurt so bad. I was supposed to run 6 miles today. I made it about 4.7 (running, walking, stopping for stretches) before I could go no more. I absolutely HATE not being able to train. But today taught me that I'm going to have to take a little break. I've got to let this stinkin' psoas heal and then I will continue training.
So since the day started off like that, it wasn't a good sign. While out running errands, I felt myself sticking my tongue out at the BMWs and Range Rovers that were passing me. Yeah. I wish I had enough money to buy a car like that. Shoot, I wish I had enough money to get my windshield replaced. I'm tired of being in the "cracked windshield club." I also found myself cursing the happy couples around me. I mean....geez, is it too much to ask to actually LIVE with your husband? BLAH. Then I spent the aftternoon wishing my creative juices would come back to me. Apparently I drained them, unknowingly. I really want to work on my book but I haven't had the drive lately. Speaking of drive...I also stressed out about driving my car all the way to Florida for our Disney vacation in March. I'm hoping it can make the trip. And I'm hoping I still have good roadside assistance! ;)
Sure, my thyroid is out of whack. It could be the reason for this emotional roller coaster I'm currently riding. So I apologize for making it seem like I need a dose (or several) of happy pills. What I am doing for myself, my family, and the general population....is going to get my blood taken tomorrow morning. My life will be a MILLION times better (I'm sure of it already) when my dosage is correct. But until that happens....I guess tonight will be full of highs and lows.
I always like to mention when I'm being a big baby and whining (and yes....I would like some cheese with my w(h)ine) that I know things could be worse. I'm so thankful that my problems, while large to me at the moment, are really small in the whole scheme of things. I think. I was on WebMD for like an hour last night and I could have any number of dreaded diseases. But without insurance, I guess I'll just keep on worrying myself sick (literally).
In happy news, I'm posting several pictures from the Pacers game last weekend (not this last Saturday...but the one before that...heaven forbid I look at a calendar). My sister, Beth came into town and we were lucky enough to have our dear friends hook us up with tickets. And honestly? While I'm typing this....I feel myself getting happier! We started the night in row 7 but Alan was able to move us down to the court at halftime. We sat right next to the basket. That means that I handled the ball THREE times. Yes, that's right. THREE times. Once, I caught the ball and handed it to a ball boy. Once, I caught it and tossed it to the ref. And once, oh once, I handed the ball to ROY HIBBERT! My heart was racing for a good long while after that! He's my favorite player on the team. So that pretty much made my night (and week...and month...and you get the idea).
I also thought it was cool to cheer the players on when they were right in front of me. I had to make sure they knew I was familiar with all of their names. I think Beth was a little embarrassed. And I think the camera guys next to us thought I was a certified nut job (which I am...let's face it). And after all that.....on our way to the elevator, we ran into George Hill. Yeah, one of my other favorite players. I tried to be discreet about taking his picture with my phone while he jabbered with his friend. But the flash went off so I think he knew what was going on. I wish I had been brave enough to pull the sharpie out of my purse (yes, I always carry one with me for situations like this) and ask him for his autograph. *SIGH*
Anyway, here are the pictures. I'm glad I told the story of the game. Now I'm much happier! Perhaps I should erase all the other sob story stuff? NAH. I have to remember ALL my crazy!
Hope you have a happy week...full of sunshine and stuff! :)
*I should point out that the picture below is of David West's legs. His left calf has a tattoo that says "CARPE." The right calf, of course, says "DIEM." I think I should have followed his advice today. Eh? Maybe tomorrow....*
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Two Cents Tuesday!
Happy Valentine's Day to all of you star-crossed lovers (ugh...I hate that word) out there! Or hey, even if you aren't in looooooove....happy Valentine's Day anyway! And on that note, I'd LOVE to point out something that drives me CRAZY! People with Christmas decorations STILL up, I'm talking to YOU!!!
Okay so I usually don't judge people who leave their Christmas lights up because sometimes people just do that. But your candy cane pathway lights, giant snow globes, ornaments hanging on trees in your front yard, CHRISTMAS TREES, and window decorations REALLY need to come down. Normally (sometimes) I feel bad because it's so bitterly cold in the winter and not a bucket full of fun to be out there taking down decorations. But guess what, folks? It's been a MILD winter. That means there really is NO excuse. Well, I guess I would be okay listening to some excuses. But as far as I can see right now, there are only a couple good ones I'd understand!
I'm getting tired of driving through my neighborhood and seeing Christmas stuff all around. It's Valentine's Day. By St. Patrick's Day, all that stuff better be down! And I'd like to see it replaced with some shamrocks, blarney stones, pots of gold at the end of rainbows, or something. I'm begging and pleading!
It feels good to get that off my chest. Even if it is Valentine's Day. Maybe I'm a tad grumpy because my love is gone and my running injury has got me down. Or maybe it's just THAT annoying to leave your Christmas decorations up nearly TWO months after the holiday. Sheesh. And....that's my two cents!
Oh and here's a picture of our Valentine's Day brinner (breakfast for dinner)! The kids loved their pink (needed a tad more food coloring), heart-shaped pancakes, bacon, and strawberries!
Okay so I usually don't judge people who leave their Christmas lights up because sometimes people just do that. But your candy cane pathway lights, giant snow globes, ornaments hanging on trees in your front yard, CHRISTMAS TREES, and window decorations REALLY need to come down. Normally (sometimes) I feel bad because it's so bitterly cold in the winter and not a bucket full of fun to be out there taking down decorations. But guess what, folks? It's been a MILD winter. That means there really is NO excuse. Well, I guess I would be okay listening to some excuses. But as far as I can see right now, there are only a couple good ones I'd understand!
I'm getting tired of driving through my neighborhood and seeing Christmas stuff all around. It's Valentine's Day. By St. Patrick's Day, all that stuff better be down! And I'd like to see it replaced with some shamrocks, blarney stones, pots of gold at the end of rainbows, or something. I'm begging and pleading!
It feels good to get that off my chest. Even if it is Valentine's Day. Maybe I'm a tad grumpy because my love is gone and my running injury has got me down. Or maybe it's just THAT annoying to leave your Christmas decorations up nearly TWO months after the holiday. Sheesh. And....that's my two cents!
Oh and here's a picture of our Valentine's Day brinner (breakfast for dinner)! The kids loved their pink (needed a tad more food coloring), heart-shaped pancakes, bacon, and strawberries!
Monday, February 13, 2012
HAPPY! :)
I think I should do a sarcastic happy post after everything that went wrong today! Alas, I'm gonna pull some awesome things out of the seemingly pile of garbage day I had! WOO HOO for positive mental attitude (which we abbreviated as PMA in my cheerleading days.....feel free to use it)!
1. My shins didn't hurt much at all on my five mile run (I won't talk about the fact that I have since pulled my psoas muscle and can barely walk, bend down, lift, or generally MOVE at all now). I am pretty sure my body hates me. And I'm pretty sure my body should know that I'm stubborn and I WILL win this battle. I will run this stinkin' mini marathon in April!!!
2. Louisville ALMOST beat the number 2 team in the country. But then they lost by 1. I was happy. Then I was sad. :(
3. This isn't going too well, is it? Okay.....let's see....my kids are pretty awesome. And on the first day of two weeks without Billy, they were both very well behaved! Thank you, Blake and Lola for saving the day!
4. I lost some more weight. That's always good, right? I should be to my target before race day, for sure! :) That is, unless I start eating everything on earth to distract from the stress and frustration of this darn injury!
5. Blake did great at basketball practice. And Lola and I had fun with (her imagination) Lightning McQueen and Mater. They were all over the gym and nobody even knew! :)
Keepin' it real, folks. And always trying to stay happy! Have a wonderful week and stuff!
1. My shins didn't hurt much at all on my five mile run (I won't talk about the fact that I have since pulled my psoas muscle and can barely walk, bend down, lift, or generally MOVE at all now). I am pretty sure my body hates me. And I'm pretty sure my body should know that I'm stubborn and I WILL win this battle. I will run this stinkin' mini marathon in April!!!
2. Louisville ALMOST beat the number 2 team in the country. But then they lost by 1. I was happy. Then I was sad. :(
3. This isn't going too well, is it? Okay.....let's see....my kids are pretty awesome. And on the first day of two weeks without Billy, they were both very well behaved! Thank you, Blake and Lola for saving the day!
4. I lost some more weight. That's always good, right? I should be to my target before race day, for sure! :) That is, unless I start eating everything on earth to distract from the stress and frustration of this darn injury!
5. Blake did great at basketball practice. And Lola and I had fun with (her imagination) Lightning McQueen and Mater. They were all over the gym and nobody even knew! :)
Keepin' it real, folks. And always trying to stay happy! Have a wonderful week and stuff!
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Two Cents Tuesday!
It's that time again. And I'm almost OUT of time to publish this! So what am I thinking today? Well....I just got home from a Pacers game (one in which they defeated the Utah Jazz...WOO HOO)! Whenever I go to sporting events, I get a kick out of what people wear. I'm in no way judging others and their ensembles. I mean, I'm no fashionista by any means! I'm not talking about the average folk, anyway!
My focus is on the people who wear random sports jerseys, t-shirts, etc....just because they are going to a game. For example, if you are going to a basketball game (go Pacers), you really don't have to pull out that old Chicago Bears jersey. It IS a sporting event....but it is NOT a Bears game. So now do you know what I'm trying to say? My theory is....if you don't have a shirt representing the team playing....perhaps just wear normal clothes? Just a thought.....Because it's kinda irritating to see all the random sports teams represented at a game. So basically....if you don't look like this guy, (Pacers Yellow Man) just wear a regular shirt and some jeans! Perhaps?
And that's my two cents!
*Disclaimer* If you are one of those people who show up to a football game wearing a Nascar jersey/shirt, I'll still be your friend! I just might ask you to change your habits!?! And I'm sorry if I offended anyone!
My focus is on the people who wear random sports jerseys, t-shirts, etc....just because they are going to a game. For example, if you are going to a basketball game (go Pacers), you really don't have to pull out that old Chicago Bears jersey. It IS a sporting event....but it is NOT a Bears game. So now do you know what I'm trying to say? My theory is....if you don't have a shirt representing the team playing....perhaps just wear normal clothes? Just a thought.....Because it's kinda irritating to see all the random sports teams represented at a game. So basically....if you don't look like this guy, (Pacers Yellow Man) just wear a regular shirt and some jeans! Perhaps?
*Disclaimer* If you are one of those people who show up to a football game wearing a Nascar jersey/shirt, I'll still be your friend! I just might ask you to change your habits!?! And I'm sorry if I offended anyone!
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