Weekend Wrap Up

It’s Monday again. Not much to say about that. Another weekend flew by but I have to say, it was a nice relaxing weekend. Here are the highlights:

  • Friday, these guys started turning red. I’m up to 6 now, possibly a few more will be ready when I get home from work. We’ll be enjoying these on a salad tonight with dinner. I also made awesome salsa with some jalapenos from the garden.

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  • Saturday, I managed to get up a little early and walk along the Indian River for 45 minutes before work. Love when I can get my workout out of the way first thing. Here’s my view….

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  • Β And Sunday, after several hours of scrubbing in the sun, B and I made it out on the boat for the first time this season. (Did I mention we have a small fishing boat?) It was a beautiful day on the river and so relaxing. We truly live in a beautiful place.

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Hope you had a great weekend too! Already getting ready for the next one.

The cucumber that took over the world (or at least my garden)

When we started looking for our first home 5 years ago, I desperately wanted a yard. A fenced in yard so I could have a dog and a garden. Turns out the dog was easier to maintain then the garden. That first spring Brian dug out a corner of the yard and built me a garden, complete with a rabbit/dog proof fence. And since then that garden has probably held more weeds than viable vegetables. It’s hot in Florida, things die and then I lose interest. It’s sad. But every spring I try again. Two years ago I bought $40 worth of seeds online to have “fancy” tomatoes and “carnival” peppers. They never even made it out of the house. Last year I didn’t even try. This year however, this year would be different.

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image Meet the Garden. March 2014.

Lowes had a sale in March on veggies so one wild Saturday night after a 4:00 showing of the Veronica Mars Movie, we headed over to stock up. And so we have red, green and orange bell peppers, icebox watermelon, two types of beefsteak tomatoes, yellow pear tomatoes, and the cucumber that took over the world. It’s still pretty early to claim success. I haven’t actually been able to eat anything yet BUT I must say, I have some pretty happy veggies on my hand, and I will credit it to my $20 mister landscaper kit and timer that waters everything twice a day while I watch from my bedroom window.

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April 2014, the killer cucumber.

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April 2014

Cucumber, still going, all the way up the back fence.

Cucumber, still going, all the way up the back fence.

It’s my own little science project in the backyard. It’s amazing how fast every grows and changes literally every day. I can look at it before I leave for work and 8 hours later it is completely different. I check it daily to try and keep up with the weeds, but also to make sure the cucumber isn’t choking any of it’s neighbors. It’s tried. At this rate I will have years worth of pickles in my fridge, which I’m looking forward to trying, along with some hot sauces and relishes.

In addition to the raised bed, I have a patio full of herbs and citrus trees, cherry tomatoes, jalapenos, and hot cherry peppers. There’s a lot going on! Be prepared for more posts as things live, die and hopefully give me endless amounts of produce so I don’t have to by $2 tomatoes at the store. πŸ™‚

 

I ran a half marathon!

I’ve been walk/running on and off for a couple years, nothing serious, nothing fun, just a means to burn calories. I don’t remember why but about a year ago I decided to push myself a little more. It was a struggle. I’m not designed to run. I had muscle cramps and shin splints, a bout with tendonitis. I had all kinds of equipment that made getting ready to run quite the ordeal; compression sleeves, heart rate monitor, belts, bike lights for night runs. It took forever to get out there.

In November I made a commitment to do something more. I could run 5 miles, there was no reason I couldn’t run a half in the spring. I found The Best Damn Race Orlando on google and it was cheap, probably the only reason I signed up. Four months should have been plenty of time to train. It wasn’t, not for me at least. I’m lazy and by the time Christmas hit my training ceased to exist. Christmas cookies and glasses of wine become much more enjoyable then running. My longest run was 8 miles, and that was in January, almost a full two months before the race.

A week and a half before the race I set out to do 10 miles, the last long one. I hit 7 and crashed. I was tired, bored, my feet went numb. I sat in my driveway and cried. I wasn’t ready and it was my own fault. I told Brian (my husband) I was going to cancel, I didn’t want to get hurt. But he talked me down from my emotional ledge and convinced me to go, do my best and walk as much as I had to. The only person I was competing with was myself and I could finish. And so I did.

I spent that last week hydrating, trying to eat right and mentally preparing. We headed to Orlando Friday night for packet pick up, a quick dinner and an early night.

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Meet my bib number, complete coincidence, but that’s my birthday, 05/12. Made me smile. πŸ™‚

The morning of was a whirlwind of nerves. I nearly missed that start because I somehow missed all the signs and went the wrong way to line up. I got in the back and was just going to do my own thing. The whistle blew and I went, and went and went. It was a beautiful, cool morning in the 50s and I remember every mile. I hit mile 8 and couldn’t believe how good I felt, how happy, how proud. I had never gone that far in my life. I didn’t hurt until mile 10….11….12…it got tough, I slowed but I didn’t care, I was going to finish. And I did! And I did it that time I was hoping for! 2:45:07.

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That’s me in the pink!

I was so excited I nearly missed getting my medal because I wanted to tell Brian all about. It was the most amazing feeling. I thought I would cry, I even brought tissues but I was just too happy! I stretched, drank more water, and then we went out for tacos and tequila. (For those of you who don’t know me yet, I LOVE TACOS!) It was the perfect day, until about 4:00 when all of the muscles in my legs started cramping and I had a headache for two days after. But I would do it all over again, and plan too, but with more preparation, more training. Now I have a time to beat. πŸ˜‰