time warp week, and it's looking like this will be too. when does it end? how do people work this much? when do you LIVE????
is this why people have children, to feel something? i can almost understand that. not get behind it or buy into it, but i get it.
ran 1.5 miles this am, did the shortest lamest bike ride EVER after work. less than 10 minutes, no joke. but no spills. and i love my helmet. 7.5 mi race on sunday was bumped to a lame old 5k. yuck. daddy and i need to plan a longer run, they are impossible to find. whatevs.
1. My potential snack shop life plan. Details to follow.
2. My week off. I need it.
3. Fireworks, next weekend!
4. Stupid quarter being over.
5. More dog-looking, hopefully dog-getting. My parents have HIGH standards. Of course, they'd have 6 pitbull rescues by now if it was up to me.
back to ed's depressing poulltion documentary. who am i dating?
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Monday, June 21, 2010
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Time to change the blog-blurb
Because I am no longer "trying" not to be a fat 30 year old. I am in fact 30, and I am still a little too thick around the middle for my liking. I've been lazy. What else is new? Being lazy is a theme of my life I keep trying to deny, but I L-O-V-E doing nothing!
Adding fuel to the fire, work is slow due to our lovely economy. With that, it's also an odd mix of stressy and paranoid. I still have stuff to do [a good thing!] but minus the normal screw ups, I have a lot of down-time. One would think this would increase the amount of blogging, but not the case. Lack of inspiration or motivation or activity or whatever is like quicksand, it sucks you in! I always thought I was lying [or "exaggerating" as we say in sales] when asked in an interview what my weaknesses were and I always replied "I need to have more to do rather than less". Apparently this prophesy has self-fulfilled.
With the amount of time I have on my hands these days I should have a clean house, 3 handmade dresses, a couple domestic projects started, my magazine clippings organized and archived, a spreadsheet of my life color-coded for reference, my eyeshadows organized by shade, and some needlepoint started. Instead I have half-ass attempts at getting it together. The piles of post-its are worse than ever! So I need to really get it together, for real.
One plus to being 30 is that I've noticed when I try and talk myself out of exercising, a part of my brain creeps in with "You're not getting any younger". Not in a mean way [I am president of my own fan club, always], but in a factual way. Seriously, I'm 30. This is so far applying to eyecream and exercising, and eating healthy - sort of. Just this July, AKA Newly Inspired July [even if I have to fake it], I have been pretty good - running yesterday and riding the bike today. Granted I had both days off, but the hope is that I get into a good groove through Sunday and then it carries over to the work week and FOREVER! Life changes are good it they are positive.
I will try and use this to hold me accountable, fingers crossed. Let's see, since forever ago what's changed. Not a whole lot, same house, same job [yay!], Ed and I still love eachother, no pets. New TV, my sister is a blessed human and decided to buy is a 40 inch flat screen for fun. Love her. Still go to trivia, family is still well and good. Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett died last week. I'm only throwing that out there because I'm watching MTV on my giant television and there is a constant scroll of MJ news. We had an awesome vacation to Seattle/SF and while it's kind of sad to have nothing to look forward to, it's sooo nice to have that out of the way. I have something to talk about when people ask and nothing to pack or save money for for the balance of the summer. Work Lindsay and I are planning a Thelma & Louise trip to the West, but that is contingent upon us keeping our employment.
So it's July 2, let's recap so far and I need to promise to keep up on things better.
Wed 7/1
No work [mandatory PTO], got a new TV. Ran 2.2 miles in the mist [have I mentioned it does nothing but rain these days?]. Breakfast was scrambled eggs w/ cheese and 2 slices of toast, tea, some seltzery concoction. Spent the day shopping, treated myself to McDonalds post-Wal-Mart [does it get more American than that?]...it was so good. It was a day off, I like to have fully wonderful days off. Bad shopping and fast food were necessary to deal with the craptacular that Mother Nature was putting on outside. Ed came home and we ordered Pizza and had that with beer. I've taken to mixing my UFO with seltzer and lemonade and it is divine. So I had half a Pinky's basil and tomato and a small bowl of caesar salad and a beer. Not awful. I don't think I had desert, we have nothing in the house desert-worthy but I am so spacey lately that I can't remember.
Thu 7/2
Ondemand on my cable is busted. Comcast really sucks, I hope FIOS gets here quickly and is a big imporvement. Biked for 45 min while watching the end of The Money Pit, about 10 miles. I had a HEC on TJs whole grain toast and some tea and juice. I also had most of an apple [I used part of it to set new fruit fly traps, we have an issue this week due to an overripe pineapple and Darling's inability to use the trash can for disposal of food items]. I just had a slice of pizza for a late lunch. I need to eat more frequently I think, I got from full to starving and then full-full again and it's annoying. Add it to the list. Speaking of which, here are some current life goals:
Keep a better blog.
Eat fewer sweets, cut down from half the breadbasket to a piece.
Run or something every day.
Get up to a half marathon before it snows.
Get my budget and calendar in order.
I have a goddamn iPhone 3Gs [new, and I LOVE it], they must have an app for this.
Do dog research, not for now...but maybe like 2012. I like a long runway.
We're back to thinking bull terriers. They are badass.
Get rid of fruitflies in our house. This is nasty.
Maybe I should add "watch better TV" to my list. I just discovered Maria Full of Grace is on IFC. It has SUB-TITLES! I have never watched anything in my life with sub-titles. I think I've heard this is good, and I know it has something to do with drugs and teenagers, 2 themes I enjoy, so I'm going to stick it out. Very hard to type and read the television simultaneously so that's all for now. Gaudet, out!
Adding fuel to the fire, work is slow due to our lovely economy. With that, it's also an odd mix of stressy and paranoid. I still have stuff to do [a good thing!] but minus the normal screw ups, I have a lot of down-time. One would think this would increase the amount of blogging, but not the case. Lack of inspiration or motivation or activity or whatever is like quicksand, it sucks you in! I always thought I was lying [or "exaggerating" as we say in sales] when asked in an interview what my weaknesses were and I always replied "I need to have more to do rather than less". Apparently this prophesy has self-fulfilled.
With the amount of time I have on my hands these days I should have a clean house, 3 handmade dresses, a couple domestic projects started, my magazine clippings organized and archived, a spreadsheet of my life color-coded for reference, my eyeshadows organized by shade, and some needlepoint started. Instead I have half-ass attempts at getting it together. The piles of post-its are worse than ever! So I need to really get it together, for real.
One plus to being 30 is that I've noticed when I try and talk myself out of exercising, a part of my brain creeps in with "You're not getting any younger". Not in a mean way [I am president of my own fan club, always], but in a factual way. Seriously, I'm 30. This is so far applying to eyecream and exercising, and eating healthy - sort of. Just this July, AKA Newly Inspired July [even if I have to fake it], I have been pretty good - running yesterday and riding the bike today. Granted I had both days off, but the hope is that I get into a good groove through Sunday and then it carries over to the work week and FOREVER! Life changes are good it they are positive.
I will try and use this to hold me accountable, fingers crossed. Let's see, since forever ago what's changed. Not a whole lot, same house, same job [yay!], Ed and I still love eachother, no pets. New TV, my sister is a blessed human and decided to buy is a 40 inch flat screen for fun. Love her. Still go to trivia, family is still well and good. Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett died last week. I'm only throwing that out there because I'm watching MTV on my giant television and there is a constant scroll of MJ news. We had an awesome vacation to Seattle/SF and while it's kind of sad to have nothing to look forward to, it's sooo nice to have that out of the way. I have something to talk about when people ask and nothing to pack or save money for for the balance of the summer. Work Lindsay and I are planning a Thelma & Louise trip to the West, but that is contingent upon us keeping our employment.
So it's July 2, let's recap so far and I need to promise to keep up on things better.
Wed 7/1
No work [mandatory PTO], got a new TV. Ran 2.2 miles in the mist [have I mentioned it does nothing but rain these days?]. Breakfast was scrambled eggs w/ cheese and 2 slices of toast, tea, some seltzery concoction. Spent the day shopping, treated myself to McDonalds post-Wal-Mart [does it get more American than that?]...it was so good. It was a day off, I like to have fully wonderful days off. Bad shopping and fast food were necessary to deal with the craptacular that Mother Nature was putting on outside. Ed came home and we ordered Pizza and had that with beer. I've taken to mixing my UFO with seltzer and lemonade and it is divine. So I had half a Pinky's basil and tomato and a small bowl of caesar salad and a beer. Not awful. I don't think I had desert, we have nothing in the house desert-worthy but I am so spacey lately that I can't remember.
Thu 7/2
Ondemand on my cable is busted. Comcast really sucks, I hope FIOS gets here quickly and is a big imporvement. Biked for 45 min while watching the end of The Money Pit, about 10 miles. I had a HEC on TJs whole grain toast and some tea and juice. I also had most of an apple [I used part of it to set new fruit fly traps, we have an issue this week due to an overripe pineapple and Darling's inability to use the trash can for disposal of food items]. I just had a slice of pizza for a late lunch. I need to eat more frequently I think, I got from full to starving and then full-full again and it's annoying. Add it to the list. Speaking of which, here are some current life goals:
Keep a better blog.
Eat fewer sweets, cut down from half the breadbasket to a piece.
Run or something every day.
Get up to a half marathon before it snows.
Get my budget and calendar in order.
I have a goddamn iPhone 3Gs [new, and I LOVE it], they must have an app for this.
Do dog research, not for now...but maybe like 2012. I like a long runway.
We're back to thinking bull terriers. They are badass.
Get rid of fruitflies in our house. This is nasty.
Maybe I should add "watch better TV" to my list. I just discovered Maria Full of Grace is on IFC. It has SUB-TITLES! I have never watched anything in my life with sub-titles. I think I've heard this is good, and I know it has something to do with drugs and teenagers, 2 themes I enjoy, so I'm going to stick it out. Very hard to type and read the television simultaneously so that's all for now. Gaudet, out!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Another Wasted Weekend
Growing very tired with how I waste my free time. For example, today I drove my ass all the way to Trader Joe's in Arlington, only to become disgusted and drive all the way back to the Whole Foods that I can walk to...seriously. I need to plan and get some foresight and make the best of the time I am NOT WORKING, since that takes up way too much time. A paycheck is a neccessary evil, not saying I don't want to work. Just saying a 4 day work week would be awesome but since I only have 2 days off at present I need to get it together. Arrggh, I am in a funk.
I never finish things either, like organizing my stupid online photos or fixing my floor - got some staining done today but I apparently need to buy varnish separately? wtf. I think I may have over-sanded too, thus cementing why I never do anything - I'm afraid of screwing it up. So, I'm calendaring and logging my post its ALL OF THEM by Tuesday at trivia, that is a hard deadline and I'm treating it like a work deadline. Nobody is going to kick my ass but me.
Sorry for the bitch-fest, let's refocus and get positive again. I woke up thinking it was 10 but it was 11 [daylight savings], made breakfast: scrambled eggs and some WPF dill/potato/onion toast with butter and juice and tea. Very good, made some for Princess and he was still sleeping so I brought it up to him in bed, I am a good girlfriend. Did some floor crap, laundry, tried to clean - failed miserably. Ed brought Jack over and we went for a walk around the block, it was beautiful out today, like 60 degrees, I am so stoked on Spring. Wintry Mix on its way tomorrow during the morning commute hours...oh wait, I'm supposed to be staying positive, right? Came home, did almost 4 miles of Wii jogging and my arms. Princess critiqued my arm exercise technique, I told him to shut the fuck up and mind his business. I know my technique sucks, I'm working on building stamina and strength and then I'll improve the form. Logic and reason are overrated.
Had some more juice, some Werther's, showered, took the pointless drive to TJs, went to WF. Got some steak for supper - we had steak and mustard sauce with asparagus and rosemary french fries. Very good, Ed is an excellent chef. Had some rum drinks and bread and butter after, then 1.5 Newman PB Cups and some of their dark chocolate, neither was good - noted for next time. Just had some tea, watching some HBO. This Eastbound and Down show is genius, god bless fancy overpriced cable.
I never finish things either, like organizing my stupid online photos or fixing my floor - got some staining done today but I apparently need to buy varnish separately? wtf. I think I may have over-sanded too, thus cementing why I never do anything - I'm afraid of screwing it up. So, I'm calendaring and logging my post its ALL OF THEM by Tuesday at trivia, that is a hard deadline and I'm treating it like a work deadline. Nobody is going to kick my ass but me.
Sorry for the bitch-fest, let's refocus and get positive again. I woke up thinking it was 10 but it was 11 [daylight savings], made breakfast: scrambled eggs and some WPF dill/potato/onion toast with butter and juice and tea. Very good, made some for Princess and he was still sleeping so I brought it up to him in bed, I am a good girlfriend. Did some floor crap, laundry, tried to clean - failed miserably. Ed brought Jack over and we went for a walk around the block, it was beautiful out today, like 60 degrees, I am so stoked on Spring. Wintry Mix on its way tomorrow during the morning commute hours...oh wait, I'm supposed to be staying positive, right? Came home, did almost 4 miles of Wii jogging and my arms. Princess critiqued my arm exercise technique, I told him to shut the fuck up and mind his business. I know my technique sucks, I'm working on building stamina and strength and then I'll improve the form. Logic and reason are overrated.
Had some more juice, some Werther's, showered, took the pointless drive to TJs, went to WF. Got some steak for supper - we had steak and mustard sauce with asparagus and rosemary french fries. Very good, Ed is an excellent chef. Had some rum drinks and bread and butter after, then 1.5 Newman PB Cups and some of their dark chocolate, neither was good - noted for next time. Just had some tea, watching some HBO. This Eastbound and Down show is genius, god bless fancy overpriced cable.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Wow I missed a week.
I started this Monday and jotted things down like 40 times all week so this is a progressive piece, but still - I'm lazy. I have a major case of the winter blahs, nothing serious just a strong urge to stay in bed and/or eat mashed potatoes and cinnamon rolls at all times. Actually, now that I read that, not that different from everyday life minus the bed thing. Oh well. I just want it to be warmish, I loathe the cold.
So it's been a bit since Saturday…about which, I remembered I had an apple during the day as well. For my Saturday night date with my couch [we're almost going steady], I had that yogurt, some tea, some peas with butter, 2 chocolates and some water. Went to bed earlyish and read, Ed was at a party at Mark's until 2 or so.
Sunday, I did 30 minutes of biking to IASIP, did some of my arms and weighed myself on the Wii-Fit. Went to the parents and had some beef, potatoes, gravy, broccoli, a roll w/butter, wine, some juice, and a teeny cup of mint chocolate Dove ice cream. Got home and had some Chex mix, more tea, 2 dove chocolates, and more juice. Do I eat too much? I don't think I eat so much BAD stuff as my portion control is in fact out of control. That will be the name of my first diet book once I get skinny - patent-pending so hands off, bitches. I just get so rude and angry and lifeless when I don't eat enough. Like my dad does correct portions but then I come home and eat a snack, or 7. Not good - when will I inherit my parents' good habits? Accckkk.
Quick review of the week, pretty boring:
Monday
I had some instant breakfast, my bagel, some tea, some juice.
Worked from home and had some chili over rice w/ jack cheese.
More tea, a giant hunk [like 2.5 good size pieces] of bread and butter for dinner.
Then some more tea and a SKOR bar. B&B for dinner = heaven.
Tuesday
Bagel w/ B&C, some Tea
99 for lunch half a RB sandwich and some salad, with free popcorn [can't say no] to start and a diet coke.
I think I had a banana when I got home?
Went to Trivia: had my pizza and 3 beers and we suuucked it and lost hardcore.
Wednesday
I W'dFH again and made some bomb-ass [1996 lingo] WPF French toast
This filled me up and I had it pretty late so I had Udon noodles as a snack.
And then a Bagel w/B&C for dinner [what?]
A Banana, 2 dove chocolates, some tea
Water, juice, throughout the day; some riesling and some popcorn during Top Chef.
Wow, in review I did zero exercise Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday: BAD. I need cable in the Offigym [just christened it that] STAT.
Thursday
Went to WF, had my Bagel and some Tea
Some H20, hit up McD's for my happy meal for lunch
Ed made Burritos for dinner [yum - and I only had one because they're FILLING]
We split a dessert Watchamacallit….ooh and I had a couple of Mini-Reeses on the way home
56 min on bike [16 miles] // Arms [20 reps of each]
Friday
No exercise
Finagle big-ass HEC w/ Bacon on an everything, DD Large Tea
Seltzer throughout the morning [keeps me awake]
Med chili from ABP [mehh], Diet Pepsi
Teeny square of Bob's lasgna [made up for the chili]
1 Piece of scali bread and butter
Dessert was a mini-slice of carrot cake and a mini-éclair. Both were delicious, and local: have I mentioned I LOVE Medford? F the North End, it's so much easier to park here.
And we got a turbine! Yes, let me tangent for a moment: we now have a large and in charge, and very visible wind turbine in the back of one of our schools on 93. I am very proud of my new city, I think this type of stuff actually makes a dent in a potential issue, in a responsible and non-obnoxious way. It's a smart and future-thinking idea and I think it cost over half a million dollars but I am totally ok with that [my brain rarely allows crazy spending like this under the strict confines of my old-white-man POV]. I was siked to see it tonight on my way to my parents, I did a small cheer. The more I live here, the more I feel really comfortable and pleased with our decision. Time will tell, but I am really siked to be a happy homeowner, even if it means sitting on my couch blogging in Target clearance rack pajama pants on a Saturday night. Which is what I'm back to doing right now. In fairness, I've shopped the clearance rack since Targets came here [Oh-Happy-Day! I've been watching way too much Big love lately]. It's also cold and I prefer hibernating to pretty much anything else right now but….
Come to think of it, I'm actually in a much better mood now [Saturday night, even though my time line above is only up to Friday - sorry, I'm confusing] than I was when I started this earlier this week. I love visiting my parents and sleeping late, 2 things this weekend has allowed already. Now I am dog-sitting and will not be able to sleep in tomorrow, but hopefully I can go back to bed. Or actually make my Sunday productive and wake up early. That's no fun! We'll see how early I get up.
Back to Friday/yesterday: Small post-work trip to Desfina: couple pieces of calamari, one amazing piece of uber-garlic bread w/ tomatoes, some fries with mayo [yes, mayo]. I also had 2 glasses of wine, which reminds me I had a Corona and come chaaaaadonnay at work [earnings meeting in a recession, needs booze]. We came home and I had a mini-reeses or 2, I think? One of those Fridays, and I'm learning the recap is not my string suit anymore. Sad. I did a drunken walk to Whole Foods around 9pm. For some Cinnamon Bun Ben and Jerry's - which prompted me to shout its delicious merits while consuming it last night. It is amazing, I wish it had 0 calories.
Now as I mentioned, today is Saturday. Darling woke me up with a HEC on a bagel. Had some Tea and Juice. Ate a Banana pre-workout. And a Reeses mini. Went to my parents and had killer LBS en route so I ate an apple. At 5 Keane, had a glass of Wine, really awesome Cook's recipe baked ziti, some WPF ciabatta that I brought. Speaking of which, newsflash of the century is that if I could stop eating bread products - not even all carbs, just frigging bread - I'd look like Kate Moss. It doesn't seem that much when I eat it, even though I know I'm being naughty. But then I have to type this and read it and spell check and I'm just like "Sheeit, I'm lucky I don't look like Jabba The Hut". Back to supper: broccoli and chicken in a lemon glaze rounded it out. I had some cranberry juice and then we had teeny pieces of a WPF [yes, also me] Chocolate bread Pudding cake with some mint chip Dove ice cream and peppermint tea for dessert. Yummy! I came home and had some tea and cinnamon-sugar scali toast [with Smart Balance and surprisingly ok - I had 2 pieces]. I was late for dinner because I worked out to episode 3 of The Tudors today: 12.5 miles on bike [40 min] and my armcersises [I'm on a roll tonight!] - 20 reps of each per arm.
That's it, my head is spinning and it's 12:20 so I'm going to take Miss Mia out and go to bed. Tomorrow is the Super Bowl, I would care less. Although the Phantom Gourmet guys are making me want to eat a spread the size of a small state. I will try to resist. I need to get things done tomorrow, I am so sick of weekend where I accomplish nothing, it's pretty much every weekend. I need something to kick me in the ass. And I need to win the lottery. Excuse my typos and nonsense, long and dull week. Hopefully February is the New January. TTFN!
So it's been a bit since Saturday…about which, I remembered I had an apple during the day as well. For my Saturday night date with my couch [we're almost going steady], I had that yogurt, some tea, some peas with butter, 2 chocolates and some water. Went to bed earlyish and read, Ed was at a party at Mark's until 2 or so.
Sunday, I did 30 minutes of biking to IASIP, did some of my arms and weighed myself on the Wii-Fit. Went to the parents and had some beef, potatoes, gravy, broccoli, a roll w/butter, wine, some juice, and a teeny cup of mint chocolate Dove ice cream. Got home and had some Chex mix, more tea, 2 dove chocolates, and more juice. Do I eat too much? I don't think I eat so much BAD stuff as my portion control is in fact out of control. That will be the name of my first diet book once I get skinny - patent-pending so hands off, bitches. I just get so rude and angry and lifeless when I don't eat enough. Like my dad does correct portions but then I come home and eat a snack, or 7. Not good - when will I inherit my parents' good habits? Accckkk.
Quick review of the week, pretty boring:
Monday
I had some instant breakfast, my bagel, some tea, some juice.
Worked from home and had some chili over rice w/ jack cheese.
More tea, a giant hunk [like 2.5 good size pieces] of bread and butter for dinner.
Then some more tea and a SKOR bar. B&B for dinner = heaven.
Tuesday
Bagel w/ B&C, some Tea
99 for lunch half a RB sandwich and some salad, with free popcorn [can't say no] to start and a diet coke.
I think I had a banana when I got home?
Went to Trivia: had my pizza and 3 beers and we suuucked it and lost hardcore.
Wednesday
I W'dFH again and made some bomb-ass [1996 lingo] WPF French toast
This filled me up and I had it pretty late so I had Udon noodles as a snack.
And then a Bagel w/B&C for dinner [what?]
A Banana, 2 dove chocolates, some tea
Water, juice, throughout the day; some riesling and some popcorn during Top Chef.
Wow, in review I did zero exercise Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday: BAD. I need cable in the Offigym [just christened it that] STAT.
Thursday
Went to WF, had my Bagel and some Tea
Some H20, hit up McD's for my happy meal for lunch
Ed made Burritos for dinner [yum - and I only had one because they're FILLING]
We split a dessert Watchamacallit….ooh and I had a couple of Mini-Reeses on the way home
56 min on bike [16 miles] // Arms [20 reps of each]
Friday
No exercise
Finagle big-ass HEC w/ Bacon on an everything, DD Large Tea
Seltzer throughout the morning [keeps me awake]
Med chili from ABP [mehh], Diet Pepsi
Teeny square of Bob's lasgna [made up for the chili]
1 Piece of scali bread and butter
Dessert was a mini-slice of carrot cake and a mini-éclair. Both were delicious, and local: have I mentioned I LOVE Medford? F the North End, it's so much easier to park here.
And we got a turbine! Yes, let me tangent for a moment: we now have a large and in charge, and very visible wind turbine in the back of one of our schools on 93. I am very proud of my new city, I think this type of stuff actually makes a dent in a potential issue, in a responsible and non-obnoxious way. It's a smart and future-thinking idea and I think it cost over half a million dollars but I am totally ok with that [my brain rarely allows crazy spending like this under the strict confines of my old-white-man POV]. I was siked to see it tonight on my way to my parents, I did a small cheer. The more I live here, the more I feel really comfortable and pleased with our decision. Time will tell, but I am really siked to be a happy homeowner, even if it means sitting on my couch blogging in Target clearance rack pajama pants on a Saturday night. Which is what I'm back to doing right now. In fairness, I've shopped the clearance rack since Targets came here [Oh-Happy-Day! I've been watching way too much Big love lately]. It's also cold and I prefer hibernating to pretty much anything else right now but….
Come to think of it, I'm actually in a much better mood now [Saturday night, even though my time line above is only up to Friday - sorry, I'm confusing] than I was when I started this earlier this week. I love visiting my parents and sleeping late, 2 things this weekend has allowed already. Now I am dog-sitting and will not be able to sleep in tomorrow, but hopefully I can go back to bed. Or actually make my Sunday productive and wake up early. That's no fun! We'll see how early I get up.
Back to Friday/yesterday: Small post-work trip to Desfina: couple pieces of calamari, one amazing piece of uber-garlic bread w/ tomatoes, some fries with mayo [yes, mayo]. I also had 2 glasses of wine, which reminds me I had a Corona and come chaaaaadonnay at work [earnings meeting in a recession, needs booze]. We came home and I had a mini-reeses or 2, I think? One of those Fridays, and I'm learning the recap is not my string suit anymore. Sad. I did a drunken walk to Whole Foods around 9pm. For some Cinnamon Bun Ben and Jerry's - which prompted me to shout its delicious merits while consuming it last night. It is amazing, I wish it had 0 calories.
Now as I mentioned, today is Saturday. Darling woke me up with a HEC on a bagel. Had some Tea and Juice. Ate a Banana pre-workout. And a Reeses mini. Went to my parents and had killer LBS en route so I ate an apple. At 5 Keane, had a glass of Wine, really awesome Cook's recipe baked ziti, some WPF ciabatta that I brought. Speaking of which, newsflash of the century is that if I could stop eating bread products - not even all carbs, just frigging bread - I'd look like Kate Moss. It doesn't seem that much when I eat it, even though I know I'm being naughty. But then I have to type this and read it and spell check and I'm just like "Sheeit, I'm lucky I don't look like Jabba The Hut". Back to supper: broccoli and chicken in a lemon glaze rounded it out. I had some cranberry juice and then we had teeny pieces of a WPF [yes, also me] Chocolate bread Pudding cake with some mint chip Dove ice cream and peppermint tea for dessert. Yummy! I came home and had some tea and cinnamon-sugar scali toast [with Smart Balance and surprisingly ok - I had 2 pieces]. I was late for dinner because I worked out to episode 3 of The Tudors today: 12.5 miles on bike [40 min] and my armcersises [I'm on a roll tonight!] - 20 reps of each per arm.
That's it, my head is spinning and it's 12:20 so I'm going to take Miss Mia out and go to bed. Tomorrow is the Super Bowl, I would care less. Although the Phantom Gourmet guys are making me want to eat a spread the size of a small state. I will try to resist. I need to get things done tomorrow, I am so sick of weekend where I accomplish nothing, it's pretty much every weekend. I need something to kick me in the ass. And I need to win the lottery. Excuse my typos and nonsense, long and dull week. Hopefully February is the New January. TTFN!
Saturday, January 17, 2009
That's Not Real Exercise
I just tried to guilt Ed into getting me a chipwich. The cornerstone of my argument was that I did about an hour of the Wii Fit today. To which Princess replied the above. He's right, I should be honest with myself that I need to kick it up a notch if I want to be HBT [hot by 30]...why is it so cold? And why can't I go to bed early? I got a planner yesterday, maybe I'll try and schedule my entire February and then stick to it. I need something, my dad ran 4 miles in -4 this morning. He isn't fat and he's going to live to be 90... Maybe if we get a dog, then I'll get up early? But then we'll have a dog, which I want but I can't deal with that right now. Vet bills and feeding and potty-training or whatever the hell it's called for puppies. I will work to get skinny so I have good, healthy habits in which to raise a teeny French Bulldog. Or two, I think we should get 2 at a time, that way we can watch them wrestle. And it's unlikely that they'd both die at the same time. Is that creepy? It might be.
I am watching Food Network, so not a good idea for a hungry Saturday night. Giada just took a trip to Italy. If I get married, we're going to Italy for like 4 weeks as a vacation: fashion, water, islands, old paintings usually of Jesus, old buildings, not understanding what people are saying around me, wine, frangelico and most important FOOD. A perfect country. I do wish I liked espresso, that is the only piece of that whole culture that I don't dig and I feel like I'm missing a lot. But I would love to start at the top and work my way down, so awesome.
Ok, I'm tired. Here's a sum up:
1 hour Wii Fit
Water
Tea
Salad [spinach, tomato, mozarella]
Pumpkin/Mozarella ravioli's from Dave's w/ tomato sauce
More tea
A glass of wine
3 small pieces of the savory cran bread w/ cream cheese and garlic salt
This is where I'm at. I'm starving, it's Saturday night. I have a headache and I keep yawning. We watched our Netflix already [The Wackness? It had its moments but overall was pretty wacky and not in a good way]. I want a brownie sundae with vanilla ice cream, hot fudge, gummi bears, banana and whip cream. Instead I will go to bed instead....hopefully this ravenousity will subside by morning.
I am watching Food Network, so not a good idea for a hungry Saturday night. Giada just took a trip to Italy. If I get married, we're going to Italy for like 4 weeks as a vacation: fashion, water, islands, old paintings usually of Jesus, old buildings, not understanding what people are saying around me, wine, frangelico and most important FOOD. A perfect country. I do wish I liked espresso, that is the only piece of that whole culture that I don't dig and I feel like I'm missing a lot. But I would love to start at the top and work my way down, so awesome.
Ok, I'm tired. Here's a sum up:
1 hour Wii Fit
Water
Tea
Salad [spinach, tomato, mozarella]
Pumpkin/Mozarella ravioli's from Dave's w/ tomato sauce
More tea
A glass of wine
3 small pieces of the savory cran bread w/ cream cheese and garlic salt
This is where I'm at. I'm starving, it's Saturday night. I have a headache and I keep yawning. We watched our Netflix already [The Wackness? It had its moments but overall was pretty wacky and not in a good way]. I want a brownie sundae with vanilla ice cream, hot fudge, gummi bears, banana and whip cream. Instead I will go to bed instead....hopefully this ravenousity will subside by morning.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Success!
So we ran our 5k today. Erin and I together placed #786 and 787 and ran THE WHOLE TIME. I felt like death and still feel kind of wacky but I am so proud of us! Josh took pictures, I will post when I get them. Woke up at 6:40, had a yogurt, had some juicy water, had an e muffin with butter. Did I already write this? It's been a long day. We were super nervous, headed down around 8, got registered, paid $20 to homeless people. There were a LOT of people - 900 I've since discovered. I was #860. This was definitely one of those times in Somerville that I 100% felt like the vapid yuppie that I keep pretending I'm not...one day I need to accept that I'm not quitting my job and dyeing my hair pink again any time soon. Days like this smack me in the face of the truism of this notion.
I kept making nervous and stupid jokes Erin has heard repeatedly over the past 17[!] years - given a "Which 'Friend' are you?" Quiz, I'm Chandler. But yeah, I felt SUPER SAT-jittery, but I would've rather been preparing for a school test. Physical challenges [I Heart Double Dare] are not my forte, by any stretch. Debate me, ask me some trivia, have me write an essay, make me crank out a math problem, even sit me in Dunkin Donuts and at gunpoint demand I identify the song that is playing and sing along - THESE are things I can do. Running, moving, not sitting - these are a brave new world and I was terrified of puking, of passing out, of scraping my knee, of sucking in general.
Walked around until 9 to warm up, it was cold! Went to the post office, dropped some stuff at Erin's car [we elected to drive in, smart decision] and puttered. People were stretching and jogging in place like it was a 10 mile run, so weird. I think I'm in Camp Bob Gaudet in that we can stretch and stuff pre-game, but don't HAVE to, everyone is different. Erin stated the simple but I hadn't thought of it goal of running the whole thing, no walking. I stated as long as I broke 45 or 50 minutes, I'd feel good. Keep in mind, in our "training" we've never run more than like a mile? Maybe that one time at Fresh Pond but I have no idea and based on running today, that as def less than or equal to a mile.
Then we were off. The first bit was kind of rough, a hilly sort of stretch but to be honest, we hit the 1st mile [at 11:12] rather quickly. Erin remarked that's the hardest, which was encouraging. Josh and Mia cheered and photog'd around 1.75 miles. In hindsight, the 2nd mile [reached at 22:10 I think?] seemed like a half marathon. Then we were ok, the bulk of the last part was the dog path that we run on so I had a good expectation of time, terrain, hills. We decided to sprint from the end of the path to the end of the race, which I think we both thought was like 25 yards. Not so much. Josh was there at the end again to snap photos, he is a good boyfriend [Princess slept till 11, god bless him]. I'll be 100% honest here, I couldn't feel my legs for the sprint part and I def thought the end was right in front of the theater, but it was more down by ABP. By that point, I felt like semi-fainty and exhausted.
However, we persevered, grabbed some waters, walked around on a side street, I think we were both thinking if our bodies decided to give out in strange and unusual ways, we wanted to be in semi-privacy. Not in the middle of these 20-minute finishers who appeared unfazed, glistening in a cute Americana kind of way. We were red, we were sweaty, hot, panting. Couldn't stop moving, I understand why people at the end of the marathon continue to move, it's hard to stop! And you like can't trust your body if you stop, so you just kind of keep auto-pilot moving. So weird. Final time was 33:31, 10:49 minute miles. That part felt good, if my actual body did not.
Hung out in Davis for a bit, had some Rosebud breakfast - water!, 2.5 fried eggs, some home fries, some white toast, some chocolate milk [I JUST RAN 3 MILES - and I haven't had real chocolate milk in like 10 years], a bonus iced tea they double-poured [thank god, I was thirsty], some sausage. Gave Erin my bacon, surprisingly I am not a big fan of the b. Met up with Bill in Davis, grabbed a skim chai at Diesel and sat around in a field at some bleachers, still stretching and sitting and unwinding until like 12:30? I hate getting up early but it constantly amazes me how much longer the day is if you do manage to get up and out before noon. Tomorrow, I'm sleeping until 4 if my body so desires.
I feel ok, semi-out of it, my legs will hurt tomorrow. Took a couple Advils after, probably will take some more. My neck/shoulders/traps are killing me these past couple days. I'm blaming office job and getting cold, I swear I tense up without knowing it and cause knots and pain. Ed rubbed some Biofreeze [magic junk he gets from his masseuse] and it feels a bit better. I am so thankful my body doesn't hurt on a regular basis, I would be a total douchebag.
Hmm...got home around 1, took a nice hot shower, changed into a Mom outfit [crew neck Hanes sweatshirt, jeans, and some Chucks, so comfy] and we went to New Balance. Ed has wide hooves and beats the shit out of his footwear so needed some new kicks and I decided I would get some wide shoes because, while not today, occasionally I feel like my third toe creeps over my 2nd toe while running. Daddy says us Gaudets have long meta-tarsals? Caroline and I have always referred to them as Hobbit Feet, but Daddy went to a dr after the marathon this year wreaked some havoc so now we have medical confirmation. Anyway, I was due, I think my existing running shoes were $25 at Marshalls, they're New Balance but for who knows what sport or specialty. So yeah, got some wide cushiony running specified shoes, I'm excited for them.
We hit up my reward on the way back - THE ARCHES. It was Ed's idea [he must've been in a mood, he is not as in love with the FF as I am], I had my Cheeseburger HM with a DC and extra Cheeseburger, didn't finish all my fries [decent batch, not amazing]. We sat on some bleachers [my second set of the day - weird] and watched dogs as we ate. I am a total dog-peeper, I'll admit it. I wanted to steal a guy's perfectly stout little black french bulldog [it was jacked - excellent blood line - and kept rolling over like a goof in the sun]. Ed didn't let me.
Got home, sat, reclined, talked to my parents. Daddy was shocked and awed that I actually did this, I specifically kept it quiet in case I failed but he was stoked. Even suggested I aim for the James Joyce 10k in April. I think Erin and I are going to try for another 5k in November around T-Giving, we def both want to keep it up. Running is ok. I'm syncing up my super old iPod Mini with podcasts so that I actually go out by myself when our schedules clash. In a year, I may actually be a healthy 30 year old human!
Took a nap from 5:30 to 8, and here I am blogging again on a Saturday night, such a loser. Ed just made some TJ's corn bread, it's good. He put real roasted corn kernels in it which makes it's more savory and I kind of prefer my CB sweet but it's tasty and most importantly covered in butter. Having that right now with some lite iced tea from one of those weird To-Go packets. I think I will go through my correspondence and watch some bad TV, make some tea and eat a few Double Chocolate Milanos that I have hidden from Darling in our bedroom [not a joke - he eats sweets like Prater Wully if given the opportunity, so I hide food in obscure drawers and storage bins] and the go back to bed. All in all, a good day, and I have very little to do tomorrow too so I feel great. Over and out.
I kept making nervous and stupid jokes Erin has heard repeatedly over the past 17[!] years - given a "Which 'Friend' are you?" Quiz, I'm Chandler. But yeah, I felt SUPER SAT-jittery, but I would've rather been preparing for a school test. Physical challenges [I Heart Double Dare] are not my forte, by any stretch. Debate me, ask me some trivia, have me write an essay, make me crank out a math problem, even sit me in Dunkin Donuts and at gunpoint demand I identify the song that is playing and sing along - THESE are things I can do. Running, moving, not sitting - these are a brave new world and I was terrified of puking, of passing out, of scraping my knee, of sucking in general.
Walked around until 9 to warm up, it was cold! Went to the post office, dropped some stuff at Erin's car [we elected to drive in, smart decision] and puttered. People were stretching and jogging in place like it was a 10 mile run, so weird. I think I'm in Camp Bob Gaudet in that we can stretch and stuff pre-game, but don't HAVE to, everyone is different. Erin stated the simple but I hadn't thought of it goal of running the whole thing, no walking. I stated as long as I broke 45 or 50 minutes, I'd feel good. Keep in mind, in our "training" we've never run more than like a mile? Maybe that one time at Fresh Pond but I have no idea and based on running today, that as def less than or equal to a mile.
Then we were off. The first bit was kind of rough, a hilly sort of stretch but to be honest, we hit the 1st mile [at 11:12] rather quickly. Erin remarked that's the hardest, which was encouraging. Josh and Mia cheered and photog'd around 1.75 miles. In hindsight, the 2nd mile [reached at 22:10 I think?] seemed like a half marathon. Then we were ok, the bulk of the last part was the dog path that we run on so I had a good expectation of time, terrain, hills. We decided to sprint from the end of the path to the end of the race, which I think we both thought was like 25 yards. Not so much. Josh was there at the end again to snap photos, he is a good boyfriend [Princess slept till 11, god bless him]. I'll be 100% honest here, I couldn't feel my legs for the sprint part and I def thought the end was right in front of the theater, but it was more down by ABP. By that point, I felt like semi-fainty and exhausted.
However, we persevered, grabbed some waters, walked around on a side street, I think we were both thinking if our bodies decided to give out in strange and unusual ways, we wanted to be in semi-privacy. Not in the middle of these 20-minute finishers who appeared unfazed, glistening in a cute Americana kind of way. We were red, we were sweaty, hot, panting. Couldn't stop moving, I understand why people at the end of the marathon continue to move, it's hard to stop! And you like can't trust your body if you stop, so you just kind of keep auto-pilot moving. So weird. Final time was 33:31, 10:49 minute miles. That part felt good, if my actual body did not.
Hung out in Davis for a bit, had some Rosebud breakfast - water!, 2.5 fried eggs, some home fries, some white toast, some chocolate milk [I JUST RAN 3 MILES - and I haven't had real chocolate milk in like 10 years], a bonus iced tea they double-poured [thank god, I was thirsty], some sausage. Gave Erin my bacon, surprisingly I am not a big fan of the b. Met up with Bill in Davis, grabbed a skim chai at Diesel and sat around in a field at some bleachers, still stretching and sitting and unwinding until like 12:30? I hate getting up early but it constantly amazes me how much longer the day is if you do manage to get up and out before noon. Tomorrow, I'm sleeping until 4 if my body so desires.
I feel ok, semi-out of it, my legs will hurt tomorrow. Took a couple Advils after, probably will take some more. My neck/shoulders/traps are killing me these past couple days. I'm blaming office job and getting cold, I swear I tense up without knowing it and cause knots and pain. Ed rubbed some Biofreeze [magic junk he gets from his masseuse] and it feels a bit better. I am so thankful my body doesn't hurt on a regular basis, I would be a total douchebag.
Hmm...got home around 1, took a nice hot shower, changed into a Mom outfit [crew neck Hanes sweatshirt, jeans, and some Chucks, so comfy] and we went to New Balance. Ed has wide hooves and beats the shit out of his footwear so needed some new kicks and I decided I would get some wide shoes because, while not today, occasionally I feel like my third toe creeps over my 2nd toe while running. Daddy says us Gaudets have long meta-tarsals? Caroline and I have always referred to them as Hobbit Feet, but Daddy went to a dr after the marathon this year wreaked some havoc so now we have medical confirmation. Anyway, I was due, I think my existing running shoes were $25 at Marshalls, they're New Balance but for who knows what sport or specialty. So yeah, got some wide cushiony running specified shoes, I'm excited for them.
We hit up my reward on the way back - THE ARCHES. It was Ed's idea [he must've been in a mood, he is not as in love with the FF as I am], I had my Cheeseburger HM with a DC and extra Cheeseburger, didn't finish all my fries [decent batch, not amazing]. We sat on some bleachers [my second set of the day - weird] and watched dogs as we ate. I am a total dog-peeper, I'll admit it. I wanted to steal a guy's perfectly stout little black french bulldog [it was jacked - excellent blood line - and kept rolling over like a goof in the sun]. Ed didn't let me.
Got home, sat, reclined, talked to my parents. Daddy was shocked and awed that I actually did this, I specifically kept it quiet in case I failed but he was stoked. Even suggested I aim for the James Joyce 10k in April. I think Erin and I are going to try for another 5k in November around T-Giving, we def both want to keep it up. Running is ok. I'm syncing up my super old iPod Mini with podcasts so that I actually go out by myself when our schedules clash. In a year, I may actually be a healthy 30 year old human!
Took a nap from 5:30 to 8, and here I am blogging again on a Saturday night, such a loser. Ed just made some TJ's corn bread, it's good. He put real roasted corn kernels in it which makes it's more savory and I kind of prefer my CB sweet but it's tasty and most importantly covered in butter. Having that right now with some lite iced tea from one of those weird To-Go packets. I think I will go through my correspondence and watch some bad TV, make some tea and eat a few Double Chocolate Milanos that I have hidden from Darling in our bedroom [not a joke - he eats sweets like Prater Wully if given the opportunity, so I hide food in obscure drawers and storage bins] and the go back to bed. All in all, a good day, and I have very little to do tomorrow too so I feel great. Over and out.
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