Fried chicken, heck yaaaaa....wouldn't miss that even if I had the plague.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Head on My Pillow
Fried chicken, heck yaaaaa....wouldn't miss that even if I had the plague.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Like a Shadow
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Keep Slipping Away
I decided I needed a day. A day to just stay in bed and recover. I wish I could say it helped, but alas. It did not. I just need to let this run it's course, but life must got on, amiright?
Being home allowed me to have some good eatin though. Even though I am lacking appetite, I am forcing myself to eat high fat foods to abet in recovering.
Breakfast was a jalapeño omelet.
Lunch was a grilled ham and cheese.
Somewhere in between those meals I finished off the ice cream...
Then my mom came to the rescue. She stopped by Trader Joe's and brought my feel-good foods and flowers. Ain't she the best?? I love her so much. She bought everything in sight that seemed to be high in antioxidants, healing or a sick steadfast. Oh and of course chocolate.
THANKS MOM!!!!
Day three, no exercise. Clinically insane.
Do you ever take sick days?
What's your favorite sandwich?
Are you close with your mom?
Thursday, July 07, 2011
Mustard on My Fries
My AWESOME family ventured to Kansas City's new LIVESTRONG Sporting Stadium, to watch our MLS Soccer team KC Sporting take on the Colorado Rapids. We use to go to soccer games all the time when our team was the Wizards, but honestly it had been several years since I had been to a game. I think the last one I went to was when that 15 year old superstar's first year playing, and Logan and I went to Arrowhead to watch him play...not our own team. Shame.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010
It's Business Time
So y'all know the hubs has gone running with me in the past. He's definitely more of a sprinter than a long distance runner, but for WHATEVER reason he decided he was going to start running with me. Obviously, I'm ecstatic! More time doing what I adore with the two beings that I love the most is magical. Unfortunately, I don't think he'll ever be running marathons or 5ks-he's interested in getting in better shape, and increasing lung capacity for our frequent snowboarding trips. But hey whatever gets you on the trial!
If you remember our last run together, I pushed him way to hard and he was hesitant to ever go again. We ran four miles that day, and he was deadsies. So I pinky swore we wouldn't run more than two miles, and I'd let him set the pace and decide when we'd walk. The weather was rainy, and cool-which is my favorite running weather. Logan, however, hates getting wet. So all variables in mind, it was-again-not an ideal run.
We walked to warm up for half a mile, I joked about how Goliath is AWFUL on the lead while walking but the second we run he's all about business. Sure enough, once we started to pick up the pace Goliath stopped sniffing and started leading. Logan's natural jogging pace is pretty quick, but I let him test the waters. I never did any beginning running program like Couch to 5k, so I'm not well versed in the best ways to START running. I just know how to STAY running. When I started, I just went at it.
The half mile we ran was pretty quick, our pace dropped from 20min/miles to 8:30s. He did really well, but I could tell that was a struggle for him. We walked the rest of the way home, and did get no more than 2.0 miles like I promised. On our way back, he looked at me, laughed and said "Running sucks!" I laughed and agreed, but added that it sucks when you start. I told him once you start seeing progress, or getting better it doesn't suck so much-but then there's always the chance that he'll never fall in love, or even like with the sport-and that's ok too. Running isn't for everyone.
Ideally, nothing would make me happier than completing a race with the hubs. I am infatuated with that idea-but I know it will likely never happen. But I can dream right? We'd make quite the cute running family.
Saturday, March 06, 2010
Can't Say It's All Been Time Lost
Tears did breach on my drive home, and I may or may not have punched the steering wheel. I couldn't wait to get home to make pancakes, drenched in butter and syrup. Oh whatever, it's a cliche for a reason right? Feed your feelings and all that. You may be relieved to know, I came home and stood in my kitchen and resolved to eat oatmeal and strawberries. Not because it was the healthier option, but because I simply was too lazy to scratch up pancakes. Yup too lazy to throw a few ingredients in a bowl. This is an instance where lazatude works in my favor in the end.
After my low cholesterol meal, I got the spouse out of bed and by some grace of God convinced him to go running with us. Seriously...guys, is the world ending? Am I dying? Don't get me wrong, the guy is in shape-but naturally. He weighs a buck fifty, at five foot nine and is leaner than Jennie-O turkey. The last time he went out for a run was over a year ago when I first started. We went for a mile, and walked another-it was cold, at night and neither of us really enjoyed it. More than twelve months later, one of us has had an affair with running and the other turned a blind eye.
We retraced out treads home, just at twice the pace. Walking was a nice change of, well pace for me. The trail looked different, Goliath had more time to explore and I was able to note all the different people out training. It's fun for me to watch other runners, sometimes I write little stories about them in my head. Oh that guy is a three-time Boston Marathoner, he started running in high school and never gave it up. I like to watch their form, what gear they have and how fast they go. I get excited about it, and there's never any judgement passed I just love the sport.
Our little family was super hungry, and with a mile left to go it was decided that Logan deserved a hamburger for coming out with me. Even though it will probably be another year before I can drag him out, I was so thankful that when we got home I made him a giant burger. Giant burgers are not strangers in our home, in fact Big Burger Sunday is kind of notorious with us.
This was his burger, and this was mine:
Notice any difference? Shh...don't tell anyone but mine is half black beans. I don't discriminate foods, but I am a self-proclaimed hamburger connoisseur. When I first started Weight Watchers, it was the one food I was not willing to substitute or find a low calorie/low fat version. That is, until now. Until I gained three pounds. To make your own Big Black Bean Burger just combine 1/3 cup ground beef(or turkey), 1 tbsp egg white, 1/2 cup black bean and season with Worcestershire and black pepper.
Today's Mileage: 4.53
Time: 1:16:40