Sunday, April 26, 2015

Week 2: Weigh-in and VOMITMANIA

My motivation to exercise on Saturday dissolved at around 4:30 in the morning.  I woke up, balled up at the end of my son's bed, to his whimpering sobs. I sat up and rubbed his back as he dry heaved over a pot. (I'd camped out in his room after his last vomit-sesh, the third one in five hours, and had been too exhausted to return to my bed.) He wiped his mouth, and choked out, "I just want to go to bed!" He didn't realize that he'd slept intermittently. 

"I know honey." 

I helped him wipe his mouth and tucked him back in bed. His forehead was warm, but not scorching, thank goodness, because I was quite certain he would throw-up the chewable Tylenols. I rinsed out the pot, moist with mucus-bile, and returned it to side of his bed. After his second up-chucking, I had switched out his quilt, sullied when he didn't make it to the pot quickly enough. Even with the quilt gone, the rancid scent of illness lingered. I found an gel air freshener, raspberry, under the bathroom sink, cracked the seal, and set it on his nightstand. 

I dragged myself back to bed and passed out. 

In the morning, I was overwhelmed with gratitude that I'd woken naturally, and that I had been asleep for four straight hours. Woo hoo! I checked on Vin, careful not to wake him. He was sleeping like an angel. All was well. I let the dog out and saw that Rick had went out before work and picked up Sprite and saltines. Best man ever.

On the way back to my room, I passed the treadmill and thought, "I'll see you later. Much later." I crawled back into bed. Even if it was only for a little while. 

After lunch, I started to smell ripe. Like somehow the puke effluvia had seeped into my hair. Shower-time! I enlisted my 10yo daughter to keep an eye on Vin while I cleaned up. I was on my second rinse when Lane rapped on the door. 



"I just threw up." 

"Oh geez. Where?" 

"The bathroom downstairs." 

"Are you okay?" 

"Yes, but some of it got on the floor." 

I sent her off to bed, finished showering, and went down to assess the damage. Most of it did land in the bowl, but some, a watered-down cottage cheese substance, had splooshed down the seat and onto the linoleum. I mopped it up with one hand pinching my nose. 

Then, an hour later, Lane woke up from a nap and, for some reason, was compelled to go downstairs. Half way down, she grew dizzy and retched. It cascaded down three steps and soaked into the carpet. I scrubbed it with carpet cleaner and a towel, and I announced to the world: DAY OVER! 

I went back to bed. Okay, I made Vin chicken noodle soup first, but THEN I went to bed. Okay, first I did the dishes and wrote 2,000 words on my second memoir, but THEN I reeeeeaaaaaallly went back to bed...and read a novel for grad school

The last thing I wanted in the world was to jog. In fact I was willfully fighting my own commitment to run. I'm too tired. I might be getting sick too. No one would blame me for taking a day off from my training schedule, I told myself. And I won the argument, until 7:30pm, when I suddenly had to run. Nothing else in the world would make me happier. (Except for healthy babies.)

I hopped on the tready and jogged for three miles like it was no big deal. My pace wasn't great and, despite the terrible night's sleep and vomitmania, it was the easiest run in two weeks. Something clicked. It's supposed to take 21 days to develop a habit, but maybe I did it in 14? Anyway it felt great. 

And the best news is that the kids are both keeping down food and their fevers are subsiding. Vin is still complaining of a tummy ache, so he might need a doctor's visit, but they both look much healthier. 

So here's the weigh-in: 

Last week: 175 
Today: 174
I lost a pound. Considering my week and weekend, I'll take it. 

Love you guys! 

Friday, April 24, 2015

Week 2: midweek progress

It's been a rough week. My insides are clench-y and my cravings are through the roof. Of the o-zone. I'm listless, distracted, and bored of running. I know. It's only week two and I'm bored. Not a great start to a 20 week half marathon training regimen. Oy. I'm in for a long summer.

Friday's 3-miler.
 I guess it hasn't been all bad. I've done three runs so far this week. And my pace is increasing.

My time. Let's compare with my 2 other runs.
I'm steadily shaving off minutes!
My 4-miler. I ran to the store and back. I know I'm a little short, but I did walk to a neighbor's house two blocks away soon after, but I'd already stopped the clock.
I got new kicks for myself, an early b-day present. Had to. The others were messing with my knee. These feel like I'm jogging on mini trampolines. Gel technology, yo.
A better shot of my new babies.

 And as far as yummy healthy recipes, here's one I tried.
Sweet potatoes grilled in butter and sprinkled with cinnamon and truvia. 

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Week 1: weigh-in

Hey friends, 

My first week of 1/2 marathon training is over. I've clocked 13 miles and, if you don't count passing out of sheer exhaustion at the end of the day, I feel great. Meals have been healthy and motivation, high. 

Friday's 4-miler
Proud of my little runners.

The hiccup in my plan occurred on Saturday when I decided to run a 5K with my kids. They didn't have the stamina for that distance. They ran the first half mile with me, but after that we walked the rest of the way. And then we celebrated with crepes from a food truck. Don't worry, I picked the healthy option. 

 Another healthy option from this week:

The kids weren't all that excited. 

Paleo green beans:
Saute in coconut oil and garlic and top with bits of peppered bacon.

"I'm not eating that!"
And now for the results:


[drum roll, please]




Thursday, April 16, 2015

Mid-week Update: Training Schedule and Kale

Before the freak snowstorm we had on Wednesday.
It hasn't been all sunshine and weight loss this week. I've had to battle some cravings, and I forgot how time-consuming preparing healthy foods can be.

But, that said, I've tapered off the calories exponentially and my workouts are on track.

Here's my training schedule.
Highlights show days past, and in green are changes made to the master plan.

Proof of my workouts:

Tuesday's workout

Wednesday's workout
I've picked out the 1/2 marathon that I want to do.

Here's a kale salad I made, which loosely based on one from the book in the picture.

Approximate ingredients:

4 handfuls of organic kale from a bag
2 chopped granny smith apples
1 chopped pear
1/4 of a cabbage, chopped
1 tomato chopped
1/3 cup of olive oil
1/3 cup of lemon juice

So far, it's going ok. A little rocky, but I'm feeling pretty good. I'll blog about my 5K for Saturday over the weekend, and you can look forward to the weigh in.

Thanks, friends!

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Back in the Saddle

I'm back!

I took a year off to focus solely on the craft (writing, not the 90s Neve Campbell flick), and, not to toot my own horn, but tootie-toot-toot. I worked my rear off for a full year, scribbling my memoir, which I finished in October. It's a 64,000 word manuscript, called A BIRD IN MY HEAD. It's about growing up Mormon in the mid-west and grappling with death, sexism, and sexual abuse. I started querying it on the day before Halloween and I've had four agents interested in reading the full manuscript. Two have subsequently turned me down, but the other two are still mulling it over. While I am very proud of my progress as a writer and the project, adhering to the rule BICHOK (Butt in chair, hands on keyboard) for six hour days several days a week eventually led to a 15 pound weigh gain. Baby Momma got "back".

This year is all about balancing my work life, spiritual life, home life, and health life. And to help with the health aspects, I have The Spartan Experiment. YAY! Next, I need a deadline. (I work well under pressure.) I'm headed to Vienna in the summer, and I want to drop that 15 lbs in the 2 1/2 months that I have before departure.
Paleo Fish Tacos (ignore the sour cream)

So...I'm back to posting weight gain and loss, recipes for healthy meals, and exercise routines. I'm going to be eating MOSTLY paleo, keeping calories under 1350 (using the MyFitnessPal app), and carbs under 100g a day.

Lane and me, enjoying spring break. 

The yard needs some serious love and attention, so this spring will be mostly yard and gardening workouts, BUT as soon as that's under wraps, I'm going to amp up the running, and train for a half marathon held in  sunny Southern Utah this September. It's probably the most ambitious I've ever been. Remember the most miles I've clocked at a time is 6.2, and a half marathon is 13.1. That's more than DOUBLE what I've done in the past, and now I'm heavier and my muscles are a little atrophied from copious sitting. It's going to be ROUGH. I've already sign-up up for the Invasion fun-run in September and the Pay It Forward 5K next week end.

Week 1:

Starting weight: 178
Size: 12

Wish me luck!

PS. I asked my son if he thought I could lose weight, and he said, "I can't wait. I'm sick of waiting it. It's never going to be done. I need to play Kirby's Epic Yarn." I don't quite know how to take that. =/

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