week in review
Feb. 25th, 2011 01:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smileswhfI signed up for a running training program. I've just reached a point in my life where I can't seem to get back in shape by myself. Everytime I get going, something derails me -- I get sick or the baby gets sick or J goes on travel for a week or things blow up at work. Once I get interrupted, it's really hard to get going again. So I signed up for a "No Boundaries" 10week 5k program. On my own, I could do some flavor of run walk for 2 miles but just couldn't get past that. My goal is 3 straight miles of running with a jog stroller and baby on board. And let me tell you that stroller + 27 pounds of kid is hard. If I could do 3 12minute miles I'd be stoked.
We meet monday and wednesday nights at 5:30. Then we are supposed to run on our own on friday and saturday. DG hates going. She doesn't hate being in the stroller. She hates coming home from school and then having to go back out again. I've been doing a lot of soul searching around that one. At what age is it reasonable to ask a child to sacrifice their happiness to do something for you? I decided to give it a few weeks and see if she is ok with it. If she really hates it after that, I'll either have to quit or try to get some babysitting or J will have to come home from work early.
We are in week 3 of the program. I missed mon. because I was sick. I missed wed. because J had my car but I still got my run in by picking DG up from school in the stroller and going straight out for a run. We got rained on at the end but it wasn't too bad. On fridays I do my run at lunch time. Today, I also rode by bike to work (because J still has my car). When I was getting ready this morning, J said I was having the lifestyle that I want -- bike commute, running, fetch DG in the stroller instead of the car. I was like, yeah, but it kinda sucks. It's so flipping hard to get back in shape. In twelve step programs they "give it to god" when things get tough. During my run, I "gave it to the Dead." It's amazing. You get a few endorphins firing and suddenly the Dead look like the philosophers for our time. And I didn't even have to smoke any pot. Yeah, how *does* the song go? Too bad that won't work for the ride home.
I hooked up with a couple of other women from the training program to do my sat. run. That's going to be the tough one for me. It's too easy to get caught up in household chores and child care or maybe reading the paper and not go out. Hopefully they won't blow me off because I wasn't there this week. Pace wise I think it's a good match. Miss Julie is a couple of years younger than I am and is beating herself up because she is just a tad slower than a 12 min mile. I'm like, a 12 min mile -- in your 40's -- this is something to be proud of.
This weekend is really up in the air. J bought a new car. A lincoln. It's going to look like we turned republican (and I don't mean that middle of the road california republican. I mean full on bible belt, talk radio listening, we hate everyone who isn't white and straight republican.) Anyway, he sold is old jetta last weekend because his car was supposed to arrive on monday even though it was supposed to arrive 2 weeks ago and didn't. It didn't arrive monday either. The new story was it would arrive today but it hasn't yet. Yeah, I'm holding my breath and turning blue. Meanwhile, I'm taking one for the team and limiting myself to stuff that can be done on bike or foot. It's good for me. And had I decided to do this on my own, I'd be like "look at me, I've got a reduced carbon footprint and am getting some exercise." Instead I'm like, I'm supposed to buy groceries how? See, there's just no pleasing some people. LOL
It will be interesting to finally see this car. When J started shopping, I thought he would narrow it down to a couple of choices and then the family would go out for test drives. Instead, he just came home one day and said he had made a decision and was going to go place the order. Talk about interesting marital disucssions. We both slept on it and the next day he apologized for not involving me more in the decision. I took a totally different track. I had told him to go pick what he wanted. So the question in my mind was what would he have to choose before I said "no f***ing way are we buying that." There was no way any of the hybrids he was looking at would fall into that category. So my counter offer was "you buy what you want, but when it's time to replace my prius, I am buying what I want even if it's a banana yellow vette." Up to then he had been insisting that the best car for me is a chevy volt or a nissan leaf. Truth be told, I have my heart set on the new VW microbus due out in 2014. Because I miss surfing. and buring man. and car camping is a heck of a lot more fun if you can sleep in your car when the weather gets foul.
We meet monday and wednesday nights at 5:30. Then we are supposed to run on our own on friday and saturday. DG hates going. She doesn't hate being in the stroller. She hates coming home from school and then having to go back out again. I've been doing a lot of soul searching around that one. At what age is it reasonable to ask a child to sacrifice their happiness to do something for you? I decided to give it a few weeks and see if she is ok with it. If she really hates it after that, I'll either have to quit or try to get some babysitting or J will have to come home from work early.
We are in week 3 of the program. I missed mon. because I was sick. I missed wed. because J had my car but I still got my run in by picking DG up from school in the stroller and going straight out for a run. We got rained on at the end but it wasn't too bad. On fridays I do my run at lunch time. Today, I also rode by bike to work (because J still has my car). When I was getting ready this morning, J said I was having the lifestyle that I want -- bike commute, running, fetch DG in the stroller instead of the car. I was like, yeah, but it kinda sucks. It's so flipping hard to get back in shape. In twelve step programs they "give it to god" when things get tough. During my run, I "gave it to the Dead." It's amazing. You get a few endorphins firing and suddenly the Dead look like the philosophers for our time. And I didn't even have to smoke any pot. Yeah, how *does* the song go? Too bad that won't work for the ride home.
I hooked up with a couple of other women from the training program to do my sat. run. That's going to be the tough one for me. It's too easy to get caught up in household chores and child care or maybe reading the paper and not go out. Hopefully they won't blow me off because I wasn't there this week. Pace wise I think it's a good match. Miss Julie is a couple of years younger than I am and is beating herself up because she is just a tad slower than a 12 min mile. I'm like, a 12 min mile -- in your 40's -- this is something to be proud of.
This weekend is really up in the air. J bought a new car. A lincoln. It's going to look like we turned republican (and I don't mean that middle of the road california republican. I mean full on bible belt, talk radio listening, we hate everyone who isn't white and straight republican.) Anyway, he sold is old jetta last weekend because his car was supposed to arrive on monday even though it was supposed to arrive 2 weeks ago and didn't. It didn't arrive monday either. The new story was it would arrive today but it hasn't yet. Yeah, I'm holding my breath and turning blue. Meanwhile, I'm taking one for the team and limiting myself to stuff that can be done on bike or foot. It's good for me. And had I decided to do this on my own, I'd be like "look at me, I've got a reduced carbon footprint and am getting some exercise." Instead I'm like, I'm supposed to buy groceries how? See, there's just no pleasing some people. LOL
It will be interesting to finally see this car. When J started shopping, I thought he would narrow it down to a couple of choices and then the family would go out for test drives. Instead, he just came home one day and said he had made a decision and was going to go place the order. Talk about interesting marital disucssions. We both slept on it and the next day he apologized for not involving me more in the decision. I took a totally different track. I had told him to go pick what he wanted. So the question in my mind was what would he have to choose before I said "no f***ing way are we buying that." There was no way any of the hybrids he was looking at would fall into that category. So my counter offer was "you buy what you want, but when it's time to replace my prius, I am buying what I want even if it's a banana yellow vette." Up to then he had been insisting that the best car for me is a chevy volt or a nissan leaf. Truth be told, I have my heart set on the new VW microbus due out in 2014. Because I miss surfing. and buring man. and car camping is a heck of a lot more fun if you can sleep in your car when the weather gets foul.
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