Lessons of the Day…

or week, or month because I’m a slacker.

  • Don’t get plastic surgery in Mexico because it’s cheap! I was watching Never Been Kissed on E! last week and when it ended the train wreck that is Botched came on. My sister has mentioned this show several times, but I said “no.” Because it is exactly as it sounds, botched plastic surgeries. But as with any train wreck, you can’t turn away. Wow! I’ll leave it at that. If you’re interested you’ll find it, but my husband had to leave the room and insisted he wouldn’t be able to eat dinner.
  • Crock pots are amazing. I’ve only made one real meal so far but I’m obsessed! I was off last Wednesday and decided to give slow cooker beef stroganoff a try. Stew meat, mushrooms, beef broth, garlic and herbs all thrown in the pot and that was it, I went about my day. My whole house smelled like stew within an hour and by the time Brian got home for dinner the meat was falling apart. Add a little sour cream and serve over egg noodles. Amazing. And super helpful for those evenings when I do my long runs after work (which should start this week). And so I hit pinterest for recipes and decided that this week we will try cashew chicken. But my simple (and free) crock pot only has two settings which both would lead to over cooked chicken. In a panic I took to Amazon and thanks to Prime, our new crock pot will be here tomorrow, just enough time for Cashew Chicken Thursday and a 7 mile run. Which leads to my last lesson…
  • Running is all mental. At least for me. It takes me a good 40-45 minutes for me to think, wow, I can do this. Before that I can stop that treadmill at any minute. Because, yes, I am training on the treadmill. It’s still well into the 90s in the Sunshine State, with heat index in the 100s and humidity downing us all. I just can’t do it. I’ve been trying to get on the treadmill 3 times a week, two 3-milers and one longer run. It’s been tough. I’m struggling to maintain double digits for the week, mostly because of a muscle knot in my left thigh that is going on 4+ months. Despite all the contraptions I’ve bought, I can’t get it out. On the plus side, I am getting my longer runs done, so far. I’ve done two 6-milers so far, and have a 7-miler on the books for Cashew Chicken Thursday. I am gaining speed and feeling good about my progress so far. I fully intend to be prepared this time for my half in November (officially 12 weeks out now). I’d like to be able to walk the next day. 🙂

Feed Me!

The thing about dieting as a foodie, is, well, it sucks. Plain and simple. I think about food constantly.

I love it, all of it. Bread, butter, cheese. I want mayo on my sandwich and I don’t care who knows. I want wine with my dinner and maybe after and I don’t want to have to think about it, worry about it, or care about it. I almost ripped into a bag of Smartfood in the grocery store checkout line just because I wasn’t supposed to eat it.

It is a struggle. I’ve been working on moderation. I made giant caprese paninis Thursday night. My compromise? I only put mayo on one side of the bread and I ended up only eating half. See! Progress!

I’m still trying to count my points most of the time, and I’ve been running. I managed to get three good runs in last week, which is pretty impressive for me, especially since I couldn’t move for two days after Tuesday’s 4 miler. I’m working through, slowly. 10 miles total, which is almost a record for me for the week. I’ve set up my training schedule for the next year with the hopes of being better prepared for my half’s, as well as making sure I don’t push it and get injured. One day at a time, right?