I’m feeling so behind!! I figured this would happen in some way or another, but I’m feeling like me keeping my part time job is preventing me from getting other stuff done!! Okay, so it’s only 15 hours a week (or less) but geez, I feel so behind!
I usually do a pre-Christmas toy weed-out to make room for all the new stuff the boys get, but this year I didn’t get to do that until, hmm, last week? YIKES! Only a month late! I’m still trying to find time to clean out my closet, balance checkbook and file bills but it just isn’t happening people! I’m feeling a little overwhelmed trying to keep up with the day to day picking up, but to do anything on top of that just seems nuts!
It’s all about balance I guess and asking hubby for a little more help. He complains about the boys leaving their toys out but he has piles of crap everywhere! A computer box on the floor in the living room (been there for 3 days now), random accessory bags for said computer strewn on kitchen table (3 days), Boxes from new pillows (two weeks), piles of papers on piano and in another holding area (months), fleece on floor (4 days). Seriously sometimes I feel like I have 3 kids rather than 2!
In other news, I started my season with my first indoor Tri yesterday. There were 20 min allowed for each leg and I did 43 laps, 4.9 miles on bike, 1.74 mile run. Not too shabby! 9th of 15 in my age group and I just started training, so I feel pretty good about that.
Sore and tired today, I should maybe have taken the day off, but I felt like I needed to be at the gym to lift. I will likely be tired tomorrow and I hope I’m not coming down with a cold because I really do feel like running my 4 miler tomorrow. Which means a 6 miler on Sunday- Woo HOO! Haven’t run that far since October! Let’s see if my body lets me go that far though!
Actually I’m amazed with as little as I have done in the past 4 months, that I have come back relatively easily (mileage wise) in a month. Certainly not ready for a half-marathon or anything, but in another couple months, for sure! Woot! Now if only I could KEEP eating right to drop my weight! Such is my battle with food and emotions.
Speaking of running, I’ve been looking for new sports bras with no luck. Dicks didn’t have shit in my size. Just some weird contraption thingy that made my boobs look absolutely bizarre. Look people, just want something that’s comfortable that will keep me from knocking myself or anyone else out, okay? I don’t care if I get to keep my womanly figure, I’m training, not walking the catwalk in a fricking fashion show, got it? Keep my girls tamed and out of the way so I can run, jump, lift, cycle, twist or do whatever the hell else I want to do! Anyhoo, I found one at REI that’s okay, I can’t run in it well, it’s seems maybe not supportive enough. Maybe I’ll stick to that one on lift or cycle days. Picked up some absolutely worthless Champion ones the other day. Tried them on at home and they suck. Will be returning them tomorrow. Found the ones I like online at Amazon tonight and promptly bought 4 of them. It’s been a while and my old ones are stretched out and not holding together anymore. Will be SO happy when the new ones come in!
Speaking of running again, today I asked one of the trainers at my gym what kind of experiment they were trying out on us. He looked clueless and I mentioned that a few of the treadmills didn’t feel level. Even though the incline said zero, that I still felt as though I were running uphill and so had to do a negative incline to remedy it. He looked at me like I was crazy. Whatever. If I were the only one with that complaint then I might think I were crazy too, but I’m not. Also asked him why after an hour they force you on a cool down. He laughed at that one wondering why I would want to be on a treadmill for an hour or more. It takes me that long to run 5 miles unfortunately, and when I do six this week, it will take me an hour and 12 minutes or longer…I’d like to be faster but such is life right now. And I’m not one of those crazy die hards that run outdoors in 30 degree weather- NOPE. Maybe one day, but this year, not so much. Too fricking cold. 40’s- 50’s maybe, but 30’s? No thank you. So the treadmill wins until March/April or so!
In other, other news, I feel like marriages are falling apart all around me! Not mine, though in the wake of all this marital drama I can’t help but re-evaluate my happiness with my own relationship! It seems like everyone around me is in a funk and I’m still barely clawing my way out of my own funk. I’m almost feeling like I’m being dragged back down sometimes. Not that my friends are being “Debbie Downers” per se, but I just wonder if that is just the state of things right now. Like everything kind of compounding, the economy, the weather, etc. Who knows. I’m just trying to keep up people!
Took my 7 y0 kid to Urgent Care today. I’m just finishing getting dinner ready before I have to start getting ready for work and he comes in crying, blood pouring out his nose. He was wrestling with the neighbor kids in the yard and one did a somersault and kicked him right in the nose. OUch! It was swollen and bleeding so I figured we’d better head to the Dr. So I called into work saying I’d be at least a couple hours late, unless his nose was actually broken and then I wouldn’t be in at all.
Dr at Urgent Care was cool and really by the time we saw him, the swelling had gone down and it wasn’t bleeding. Plus it wasn’t really hurting anymore. So funny thing about it, was last year at this time, I had to take him in to the same Urgent Care thinking he might have a broken nose! Last time it was he and a different neighbor kid that were throwing chunks of ice on the ground and the one kid threw as my kid was bending over to pick one up. That time the ice cut the bridge of his nose and he still has a scar from it. It was bad, he looked like Rocky Balboa!
Anyhoo, I finished writing this last night, but for whatever reason it didn’t save the whole thing and then when I tried to publish it wouldn’t! So I have no idea how I finished it yesterday…so I re-finish it now!
I was up too late last night and snoozed my alarm too many times that it shut off. It wasn’t until my 7 yo ran in my room saying, “It’s almost 8:30!” School starts at 8:40 btw. We were only a few minutes late and his super cool Principal waved him by with a knowing wink and a smile, so it was no big deal in the end, but I hate being late. ABSOLUTELY. HATE. BEING. LATE. So needless to say, that will never happen again!
Toying again with the idea of going to see a therapist. I feel like I got the exercise down, I know how to eat, but I don’t eat well regularly because I’m feeling stress and tension about my relationships. Hesitant to go though because I know we’ll have to pay out of pocket for it and with our trip coming up and still having to pay for my race season, I’m reluctant to want to do it before our trip in May. So I guess I’ll have to think on it some.
That’s all for now!