Physical labor

Most people who do physical labor do not need to go to the gym. I am a desk jockey, except for today, when I was cleaning two cubicles of files. They are in order now... from 80000 to 87000. They weren't all there, but by the end of the day it felt like it. Numbers are easy when you have a system. I definitely have a system. It helped that the person before me, first, put most of them in order. That really helped. Second, I was able to stack them by number and then order those numbers. Paper files, some 2 inches thick made for a tough time and a definite workout on the arms. Halfway through the day I started getting sore from my workout at the gym the day before. I may lift on friday but I am doing a 10K on Saturday. Straight up walking, pushing a stroller through downtown Richmond.

Those who do physical labor are to be commended. it is hard work. I used to do it years ago. I am not afraid to do it and so I do it. It was tackled and overcome, especially with the knowledge that we will be moving these files out of the cubicles by FRIDAY and they may as well be straight to make packing and moving easier. I will dress down again tomorrow.

I relish the opportunity to think about the process of how we do it and come up with some ideas. we have the need to keep files from their date of last use, not the date they were closed out of the system. eesh. It will take some doing to figure it out.

Meanwhile, on the homefront, tomorrow is my hubby's birthday and we are going out to dinner, just the two of us. Shocking. We might have to find a place with cloth napkins... :)

Prop 8 thoughts

I like being married. It is nice. My partner is my husband. I could call him my partner, but I call him my husband. When you are married, you get a tax break. Grown men and women who are living together in an intentional community with each other, who share heartaches and headaches and live their lives and pay their taxes do not get the same benefits. They do NOT get the same tax breaks. It is taxation without representation. Imagine saying to people, hey you, over there. You can take the tax credit for owning a house. You people? You cannot.

It is not my position to speak on moral questions. I have no moral questions about marriage. I am confident in my marriage. God is the one who will sort it all out in the end. Adam and Eve, Adam and Steve. Does not matter to me. Does it provide a "slippery slope"? Did interracial marriage do that?

We spend way too much time on things that really do not matter in the vast scheme of things.
In a world of 6 billion people, does it really matter? You may think it is a moral outrage, but how does it affect other people, that two private citizens who are of age decide to make vow that they will spend their lives together and receive the same rights and responsibilities that other people have??

Marriage is putting on paper what you feel in your heart. It is coming before your family and friends and saying, I love this person and I want to spend time with them to the exclusion of all others. I want to grow with them, learn from them, and let us leave the world a better place because our relationship existed. Surely that is something that God, in God's infinite wisdom, would want. Whether it is done in a church, or in a town hall, or in Vegas, the intention is clear. Who am I to stand in the way of someone's pursuit of happiness? I do not. I will stand with those who believe in equality before the law (especially the tax law).

Playing games

I finally came back to the gym... I took my daughter and we went right after work. then we went to Chik Fil A for dinner. I started on the treadmill, but my knee went a little crazy, so I switched to the recumbent bike. Then I did a circuit on the machines, followed by 5 minutes on the elliptical... and I hate the elliptical, but I did it. i did 25 crunches and I need to do about 100 more tonight before I go to bed. I was really excited about working my back but I was very very careful.

I have been playing zynga games of late, which are interesting, but I am getting bored with them. I am bored with a lot of things right now. Too much computer time. One of the games is called Farm town and it is cute. You plant seeds and harvest them... I play this as my own garden grows unabashedly. I need to pick lettuce. So I think, why am I playing games and then lamenting about my unclean house, my garden, my daughter my husband, when i am playing games?

Not that there is anything wrong with playing games. I like playing games. I am playing too much. I sit in front of the computer all day at work and I sit in front of the computer at home. I do miss blogging, but what am I going to blog about, playing games? How boring... wait.... *rolls eyes*

I have been baking lately. I made a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting. I made a double chocolate thunder cake with chocolate buttercream icing. I made rosemary cheddar scones. I do like to bake. I think I would like to try my hand at some cream cheese rolls like I used to make. YUM.

I have found a couple of food blogs that I enjoy. http://foodiefarmgirl.blogspot.com is great and I enjoy it. it has great recipes and she is a sconehead. :) I read the simple dollar www.thesimpledollar.com and I have a friend or two that I read. I will have to post a list on the sidebar. I love my cousin; she is on facebook and I enjoy catching up with her after a long silence that was not intentional... we were busy.

i want to try to hit the gym again on Thursday and again on Saturday to establish some routine. I think that is what is missing in my life. I feel like I am floating sometimes. I do not feel focused.

Finally

After a 12 day hiatus, I got back into exercise. I sit here blogging, still in my sweaty clothes. MM and I took a nice walk around the neighbohood, me pushing her in the stroller (MM is my daughter).

I will probably map it out on google maps, they have a tool to do so.

Then when I came home, I saw my husband sitting on the front steps, taking a break. The front yard was half done. I had him take MM into the back yard and I finished the front yard. By the time I was finished, I had definitely gotten a workout and my arms were achy. No, it is not the same as a gym circuit, but I got sweaty, none the less. And the yard is done.

I will be taking a DVD with me this weekend and I plan on doing it at least once... well one can hope. Here's to hoping.

well....

i have been on hiatus from fitness. Not that I haven't thought about it... Not that I haven't been staring at cookies... My monthly visitor showed up two weeks early. It threw me for a loop and today I threw out my back along with some really nasty items from the refrigerator. I have not done anything physical other than play vampire wars on facebook.

On a side note. I did manage to get some annuals planted.

I made macaroni and cheese (homemade) and carrots and apple-peach crisp. I have not bothered to look a calories. I ate when I was hungry and tried not to eat when I was bored.

We will see how tomorrow plays out. I am definitely dressing down tomorrow.

Growl

I want to lose weight. I will follow the mantra.... eat less ... exercise more. My personal trainer told me to write down what I ate. So I went a step further and counted calories. That will be a daily habit for me.... from now on.

I am going to pack my lunch so I have good decisions in front of me. I will have a healthy snack at my desk. I will drink 2+ liters of water a day.

And about that exercise thing... I resolve to make it to the gym more than once a week. I will run for 30 minutes and weight train and I will burn calories. I will do this.

So my goals are:

*pack my lunch
*exercise 3x a week
*count my calories

Whew!

I am glad that the race is over. I pushed it hard and came up with a best time yet of 50 minutes. Yes, I ran that long... on purpose. When I got to the end, at the finish line, my head was pounding along with my heart and I ended up almost being sick. I had to lay down when we got home and rest. I have a feeling my blood pressure was a little high. Too much salt the night before.... but it was tasty!

I wish I could run faster, but I will settle with what I am doing right now and keep trying to improve. I did the 10K in March in 1 hour and 50 minutes, and this one was only a 5k. I did manage to start with an 15 minute mile, which I think is a personal best. The second mile, my time was 33:00 on the clock, which means an 18 minute mile. I was very glad to see that I was on track.

We started up the hill and that was tough. On the way up, I could see the signs from far away. four foot by six foot signs. Pictures of aborted babies. I kept my eyes to the ground and kept going. I was very angry. There were about 6 or 7 of them, it seemed. The people were peaceful, they weren't yelling or doing anything, but I was appalled.

This land is about freedom and freedom of expression. In order to finish this race, I HAD to walk by? I could ruin my stats and leave the race. They had every right to do that, but if my 2.5 year old daughter saw that, how am I going to explain it? I don't want my daughter to see that. She does not need to see that. I wouldn't show her pictures of the mutilation and death of war, why would I show her that? When she is 2 or 4 or 10. As a parent I try to do the right things and keep those images away from her when it is horrific to see what clearly looks like a baby all bloody and disgusting. She is too young to understand what it means. Was it impinging on my rights to raise my daughter without that image and to be able to peaceably run my race? There was a sign that also mentioned that abortion and breast cancer are linked. I looked at these signs and I thought to myself, I will never never never give money to a group like that. I am not an in your face kind of person. But it just lacked taste and judgement. It was clearly a downer. I was glad to get up that hill.

I ended up running towards the end and I got my medal and some water and a banana. Then I blew it all by going to burger king and eating a whopper Jr (no mayo) and fries... rats. Now I would like to go take a nap, but my daughter will be getting up soon from hers. No rest for the tired cause certainly don't feel wicked.

Here's to beating breast cancer.

Running!

I am so pleased that I was able to push it hard tonight and get a 5K done in less than an hour. That is good for me, but I did not get the exact time it took me. About 2.5 miles into it, my foot started tingling like it was falling asleep. It was a weird sensation, but I pushed through it and kept going. Not satisfied to coast, I rolled it up to 5.0 to keep it going. I pushed it hard for the last minute and a half and got it done in about 52 minutes. (I had to walk part of the way because I pushed it hard enough that I had to catch my breath.)

Then I came home and ate the other leftover pieces of pizza, about a serving and a quarter. (we cut them into 8 pieces rather than 6.) I am hydrating (drinking a liter of water) and I made sure to drink a liter and a half of water while at work. Half a Lance candy bar (peanut yumminess).

To go along with that, I ate about 1100 calories before I left work. I had the best lunch today. 8oz. of chili over a baked potato, and the killer ingredients, sour cream and cheese. I also grabbed slivered carrots from the salad bar while I was getting the cheese. the carrots provided a crunch and I sprinkled the cheese over the potato, added the carrots then poured the chili over top. I dolloped the sour cream (only 1 oz.) over top. Deliciousness!!! Add random chocolate and a Kashi bar for breakfast. Good day! Estimated amount for the day, about 1600 - 1700 calories.

quick post

I didn't think I had allergies, but the pollen count down here in old Virginia will be enough to lay anyone out. The whole family is down. Claritin and Benedryl. Yay.

I am in the midst of packing my gym bag so I can get there tonight and get in a run to be ready for the Saturday race.

The good news is my foray into drinking has left me with no appetite and a shruken stomach, not to mention a acid worn esophagus. Wait, that is not really good news. I curbed my pizza intake to 1.5 servings of pizza. That is a good thing.

I also hit the gym on Monday to do a light workout of cardio and some weights. I did crunches and I still feel it. But I know that will bring back my stomach from post baby, post job stress and post depression status.

I really need to keep my focus. It's hard.

Learn Something New Every Day...

I wasn't sure what "tie one on" meant. As usual, when you go for the excess and the extreme... like I do... I probably tied three on. There are worse things.


Idioms: tie one on

Idioms
Become intoxicated; go on a drinking spree. For example, They went out and really tied one on. The precise allusion here--what it is one ties on--is unclear. [Slang; mid-1900s]


tie one on from www.urbandictionary.com

To get drunk or start drinking before the hang over from last night has worn off. Thus having something to "tie onto" To tie one drinking session to another before the effects/consequences of the last have expired.

Guy 1: Hey, what's going on there?
Guy 2: I'm hungover as heck, they had quarter pitcher night at Jake's last night.
Guy 1: So you're just going to hang out?
Guy 2: Heck with it, lets tie one on.
Guy 1&2: *Crack open beers and commence drinking*
by QWERTY1 Apr 19, 2006 share this

A lesson learned

I went out on Friday night and drank my dinner with some friends. I paid for it... not as a friend of mine did at the restaurant. No, I went home and was very sick. My husband said he could smell the alcohol coming out of my pores. That, my friends, is having too much to drink. I was smart and had someone drive me home. But I did not truly make it up and out of bed until about 2 in the afternoon. That is a day wasted. What a drag. I finally ate something at about 6pm... does that mean I am sort for that days calories? What's that you say? Oh, yes well I guess I did overindulge a bit. I was ready to go to the gym yesterday and run and finish it off. I think I actually need some sauna time to finish the job... I think MM and I will hit the "play place" this afternoon. It seems wet and rainy, though I think it is supposed to be hot.

I do know one thing for sure. I will NOT be doing that again. It was to excess and I am trying to avoid that. I do not want excess. Moderation. I ate to excess and it got me where I am weight wise. I do not want to drink to excess because it really isn't any fun... sure it might be when you are there, but the afteraffects just SUCK. So that is enough of that for me. I will still have a drink or two... I will still help kill a bottle of wine... but anymore than that just isn't where I am trying to take my life. I am trying to be better about how I treat my body and the things and people around me. This really didn't help that cause. But now I know.