Being an intermittent and very amatuer (read: massively sucky & goofy), I've gotta stick to the fun runs for now. Wouldn't want the serious runners to get injured from laughing too hard and tripping & falling.
I was just reading Tracey's log about her new jeans size (yay!) and it reminded me I need to do a brag as well. I now fit into 16s! Woot! Yeah, not exactly trim but I was in 18s in September so it's deserving of a woot.
That would be me, too, in a race.
I'm so glad that the kids are now making their own costumes--I used to be the crazed mom making Knight costumes out of hot glue and thrift store dresses. I even found one of the Robin Hood hats I made out of felt recently--man, that would have been much more fun if I hadn't been so CRAZED about it.
I actually dropped it into FitDay at some point (so was obviously serious about trying it). You're supposed to cut them into 48 pieces which would end up being 82 calories. In the end though, we never made them. Probably a good thing.
Oh, and I saw the pictures of the kids on your blog. Ahem - where are your pics?
I'm so glad that the kids are now making their own costumes--I used to be the crazed mom making Knight costumes out of hot glue and thrift store dresses. I even found one of the Robin Hood hats I made out of felt recently--man, that would have been much more fun if I hadn't been so CRAZED about it.
And WOOT!!!! On the pants.
Definitely in the crazed costume years. I was just trying to add up how many crazed costumes years it'll total before the last kid is done but it's too scary to think about, somewhere around 30 years.
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oh hai Diane - do you still have goats?
What goats remain are only in the freezer. On sheep and chickens still on the hoof. Hubby's talking about getting hogs again, though. Argh.
I actually dropped it into FitDay at some point (so was obviously serious about trying it). You're supposed to cut them into 48 pieces which would end up being 82 calories. In the end though, we never made them. Probably a good thing.
Oh, and I saw the pictures of the kids on your blog. Ahem - where are your pics?
Mmm-y recipe!
The blog pics were just the ones I took so none of me. I need to gather the rest of the pics from hubby, bro, and mom to find some more to post. Soon!
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Cooking spray and no butter? It does exist That actually looks good.
Hai Diane...just catching up. Another w00t on the pants!
Please remind me to never, ever, ever do the Mud Run again. Nev. Er.
A few pics on the blog right now but I still need to gather and go through the rest of the pics to post. I'll holler when they're up.
I left costume making until the last day, of course, cuz that's just how I roll. Isaac (13) wanted to be a baby -- until I had dug out the fabric for his diaper and then he changed his mind. He wanted to be a target. Ooookay. I knifed an old sofa cushion in two, sewed on some light fabric to cover & straps, and sharpied on a target, then his face was painted in target fashion at the race. Charlie (9) wanted to be a clown. Easy enough. I dug through the fabric stash and whipped him up a clown tie and clown pants, then my brother finished him off with face paint at the race. I still had nothing and really didn't care. The Bah Humbug is starting early this year. But, in the spirit of the race, I donned a pair of black pants and a black shirt of hubby's, then pulled a few extra legs out of thin air (and packing tape, newspapers, and black trash bags) and morphed into a cheesy spider the morning of the race.
We were supposed to leave for Little Rock at 2 on Friday, check into the hotel, eat dinner, and get a good night's rest. Yeah, right. Mom and bro left at 2 and the rest of us didn't leave until that evening. We finally made it to the hotel at 11 p.m. Hubby fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed while I refereed overtired, van-confined kid fits for an hour. Once they finally passed out, Josie figured it must be time to wake up and play. For a couple of hours. She went back to sleep around 2:30 a.m. Ahhh, peace. Not. Hubby snores so bad, I have to sleep in a different area at home, with all sorts of noise between us for me to sleep. None of that in the motel room so I just stayed up all night. Yay. Got everyone up at 6 a.m., made my costume, got the kids ready, snarfed El Free Continental Breakfast of Champions, and headed to the race location.
Soooooo many people!! They ran out of registration numbers so hand-wrote tags for some. We saw numbers in the 800s but there might have been more. I'd say 1/3 of the men were dressed as women, another 1/3 were in some form of underwear, and the last third... I dunno. I was too busy looking at the she-men and nekkid men.
Isaac took off on his own in the first couple of minutes and I stuck by Charlie. Isaac finished in 40-something minutes, I think? And Charlie and I, well, I'm pretty sure it went over an hour. He's getting better at the running parts but then he walks so freaking slow in between. Sheesh, he was driving me crazy with that slow walking. Just as my hands were reaching over to wring his neck, he'd give me his big, goofy clown grin. I'm such a sucker for big, goofy clown grins.
The mud pit. Egads. I'm pretty sure the import authentic Alaskan ice cubes for the biggest possible chill. My feet and calf muscles cramped into hard little balls the instant I hit the pit. And the suck. Oh, the mighty Arkansas suck power. All sorts of body parts get sucked in and sucked in hard. I only lost a sock (I threw my shoes off before the mud pit), Isaac lost both socks, but Charlie lost his pants. I think it took me as long to get through the stupid mud pit as it did to do the race in slow motion with Charlie. Then there was the fire hose partway through the pit. It was blowing water with a temp of -289 degrees, of course. My Mantras of Motivation was the only thing that got me through the pit: "I'm gonna find you, bitch, and rip your F-ing head off." and "Die, evil bitch, die!"
Then the stupidly long line to get hosed off -- in the shade, catching every breeze. Then to vehicle for clean clothes, then porta potty to change. -- All while shivering to death, all walked on still-cramped bare feet, until we were finally changed into dry clothes and blasting the heat in the van. Brrrrr. I'm still limping from the post-cramp soreness.
It was a blast and we laughed like manics. But never again! (Remind me of this next year, would you?)
I love, love, love the costumes! I am a sucker for big grins, too. It sounds pretty damn miserable, but fun all rolled into one. Good job on doing it!
ETA: And congrats on the 16's!! That is awesome!
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I believe I saw a hamster running the race but it soon left me in its dust so it might have been a gerbil or rat or something. But it made me giggle and think of you.
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Just adding the two bookmarks for green tomato recipes to your log as well. Too late for me this year, but might give you some ideas.
Thanks! I've moseyed through the links but the tomatoes are still sitting there. I've been so lazy lately!
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I love, love, love the costumes! I am a sucker for big grins, too. It sounds pretty damn miserable, but fun all rolled into one. Good job on doing it!
ETA: And congrats on the 16's!! That is awesome!
Thanks! The race itself is fun - very relaxed. But that icy mud pit... Argh. LOL
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OMG that race sounds like the shit we had to do in the Marine Corps. (Note that we were ordered to do it... not paid for the privledge)
LOL! Gotta look at pics tomorrow. I LOVE your family pics. Soooooo funny.
Thanks! I finally got the rest of the race pics up. Whew. We had to do stupid crap like that in boot camp, too. I remember having to run who-knows-how-long in chukka boots as a hurricane passed over. I inhaled & swallowed so much salt water that day, I can still taste it!
Okay, so eats are... okay. Weight has been fairly stalled with some intermittent small losses. Stress is on overload lately so I'm happy to just not gain at this point because tracking isn't happening much of the time. Because of the stress, I've decided to go programless for a while. Whatever programs, no matter how easy, I was attempting, I'd get sidetracked and get nothing accomplished. So, beginning this week, I'm going to find some fun. I like running most times so that what I'm doing -- but back to barefoot and just however long I feel like that day. Barefoot because of two reasons: 1) Back when I used to just have fun running, it was barefoot or pretty close to it, and 2) I recently finished reading Born To Run and it got me excited about barefoot running and the pure joy of running again. It may end up being just another phase with me but who cares as long as it gets me moving (and enjoying it) for a while? Time will tell.
I ran a short 10 minutes this morning and enjoyed the heck out of it. No pressure. Stopped when I felt like it. Will probably do another burst or two throughout the day.
In other news, still no job for hubby. It's been nine months now. Unfreakingbelievable. But possibilities are on the table for either Alaska's North Slope or Australia. Cross your fingers & toes for us that something solid happens SOON.
Good luck vibes being sent to DH for job stuff... Alaska or Australia?!?!?? Would you all stay home or move with him... or is that way too abstract to consider yet?
In other news, still no job for hubby. It's been nine months now. Unfreakingbelievable. But possibilities are on the table for either Alaska's North Slope or Australia. Cross your fingers & toes for us that something solid happens SOON.
Sorry to hear that Diane. I was hoping that maybe he'd found something and you just hadn't mentioned it. Hoping that something firms up soon though. I s'pose Alaska would be a better choice? Although seriously, I'd pick Australia. Neither would be an easy trip home, but maybe flights to Alaska aren't too bad in the US.
Well the walking onions are closer to being planted. I got the garlic in this weekend. Now I just have to figure out where I'm going to put the rest of the onions.
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Good luck vibes being sent to DH for job stuff... Alaska or Australia?!?!?? Would you all stay home or move with him... or is that way too abstract to consider yet?
Yikes!
He'd go alone as both are remote.
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Ugh on the job front. Fingers and tossed crossed, Diane.
Thanks.
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Sorry to hear that Diane. I was hoping that maybe he'd found something and you just hadn't mentioned it. Hoping that something firms up soon though. I s'pose Alaska would be a better choice? Although seriously, I'd pick Australia. Neither would be an easy trip home, but maybe flights to Alaska aren't too bad in the US.
Yep, I'm personally hoping for Alaska as that would allow for regular trips home for him (two weeks on/ two weeks off). I'm polishing up his resume this week and will get it emailed to the correct people over the weekend.
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Well the walking onions are closer to being planted. I got the garlic in this weekend. Now I just have to figure out where I'm going to put the rest of the onions.
I still didn't plant my stinking garlic. Argh. I have a bunch of leftover walking onion starts that I need to find a home for, too. Maybe I should go scatter them down by the pond. Hmm... It would be nice to have a feral patch or two.
The stress is still sky-high, the workout area is still not ready, baking season is upon us, and I have completely wussed. I was... okay with the mostly maintaining with intermittent, small losses but enough is enough. Jane's post here was what I'd been thinking myself the past couple of days. The intermittent losses have dried up the past week or two and I've even gained back those tiny losses (and more) that took me so long. I cut myself too much slack. I could let it go but with the holiday season? Yeah, that could get ugly quick.
So, new leaf starting today and I will commit to it through the end of the year. Not wanting to add too much more stress and overwhelm myself, I will keep it simple and realistic.
Self-rules are:
1. Track religiously. I enjoyed the freedom with loose tracking and even played with not tracking. Sometimes, it works but it's not at the moment so back to the anal thing.
2. 2000 cals/day upper limit. I lose on that without starving. I'm happier at 2500 but I know I won't burn that much heading into winter.
3. Log eats and weight here daily. It's annoying as crap but I need to whoop my own butt by whatever means necessary. It's just for the next seven weeks so I'll just have to suck it up.
That's it. I'm still not going to worry about the details of macros or structured workouts. I'll run when I want to (2-3 times a week) and lift whenever the workout area is completed but, other than that, whatever. I'm focusing on diet at the moment cuz that's where I'm sucking and where my weak spot is for the holidays. Thanksgiving, Christmas Eve, Christmas, and New Year's Eve are freebies. That's a lot of freebies so I have no right to complain.
My first day's log (11/10):
Weight: 214 pounds. Told ya I regained. And how.
Eats: 1839 cals.
Breakfast (187) - yogurt & strawberry smoothie
Snack (416) - Bean salsa & tortilla chips
Lunch (340) - Biscuits, butter & jam
Snack (492) - Raw peas, Dr. Pepper
Supper (404) - Salad with dressing, Swiss cheese, & dill relish
Notes: I normally don't eat until lunch but kid #2 made smoothies for breakfast. Yum. That woke up my stomach for the rest of the day. Dr. Pepper was a partial bottle left over from a recent pizza night. I have no willpower over it when it's in the house. Thankfully, it's not often.
Way to step up and challenge yourself! I am really digging the vibe that everyone is giving around here lately. Focusing on the diet is the biggest piece of the puzzle in my mind, so I like your goals.
Way to step up and challenge yourself! I am really digging the vibe that everyone is giving around here lately. Focusing on the diet is the biggest piece of the puzzle in my mind, so I like your goals.
Thanks!
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What type of work does your hubby do?
With Alaska and rotational as key words I'm guessing oilfield but I wanted to ask.
He's a welder and has had his own biz for the past few years, subcontracting out here and there as opportunities popped up. But, the economy took a dump and so did his contract work, leaving him with only intermittent buildings, repair work, etc. About the only steady jobs left are oil jobs (for which he has skills and experience) and, of course, everyone and his brother are competing for them.
Has he looked at the rig contractors along the gulf coast. Offshore hasn't really taken a hit that much Diamond Offshore, Transocean, and Rowan are the ones that immediately come to mind. Onshore there is starting to be a lot of activity around Pittsburg that is starting to ramp up.
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Nope, he's not (yet) considered any offshore rigs because he has no experience on those and he doesn't have the required certs. I'll mention it to him, though, in case he's forgotten it's an option.
Notes: I loves me some salsa, baby. I need to find a better alternative to the chips, though. With the bean salsa, I could just stuff a corn tortilla with some and cut the cals that way. Or just stick to eating it by spoon.
Wow, lookie at you dropping the pounds, my friend! I am in the same mindset and I agree with you the diet is the key, workouts are a bonus but not necessary when trying to shed some poundage.
I am a sucker for salsa, too. I used to pick up those low carb torts and toast them as an alternative, but that wasn't as great as I would have liked.
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I need to get my ass moving and and my diet on track.... I'm joining the Kettlebell swing thing. I can do that daily for 31 days. I just gotta get back to moving.
__________________ It all starts with the mind, but the thoughts, the intention aren't enough. Action needs to come next. Dream it, believe it, plan it, execute it, celebrate it. - Wendy
I am in the same mindset and I agree with you the diet is the key, workouts are a bonus but not necessary when trying to shed some poundage.
Agreed. Plus, I enjoy working out... usually. Paying attention to what I shove in my face sucks.
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I need to get my ass moving and and my diet on track.... I'm joining the Kettlebell swing thing. I can do that daily for 31 days. I just gotta get back to moving.
I'm jealous! I should go find a rock or tire or... something to swing around. LOL
Notes: Hubby came home with a case or two of Coke. Argh. He thinks he's so funny. I resisted but only because he cheesed me off. I need to get cheesed off more often.
Notes: Weight shot up this morning due to having stirfry last night. Chinese gets me every time. Resisted hubby's Coke again today. Made coffee cake and pear butter today which involved taste testing. I tried to keep it to a minimum and overstated my cal intake during meals to make up for it.
P.S. Daily logging here sucks but it's keeping me honest.
Hoping the job in Alaska comes through for you guys. Nice job with the daily weighing and tracking, even though it's a pain! I've been doing it for a long time - it's just become a part of my day at this point!
Storm blew through last night so internet was down and couldn't log yesterday's stuff.
11/15 log:
Weight: 211.6 pounds.
Eats: 1495 cals.
Breakfast (5) - Coffee
Snack (200) - Coffee cake
Lunch (329) - Fried potatoes
Snack (387) - Smoothie and coffee cake
Supper (512) - Spaghetti with sauce and parm cheese
Snack (62) - Hot tea
Notes: Thank goodness that stupid coffee cake is gone as of this morning. I only made it to use up some jam that was taking up room in the fridge. I didn't expect it to taste so good.
On a personal note, I have made a commitment to myself to use my powers for good instead of evil over the winter.
I don't believe you!
That actually looks good. 
Isaac (13) wanted to be a baby -- until I had dug out the fabric for his diaper and then he changed his mind. He wanted to be a target. Ooookay. I knifed an old sofa cushion in two, sewed on some light fabric to cover & straps, and sharpied on a target, then his face was painted in target fashion at the race. Charlie (9) wanted to be a clown. Easy enough. I dug through the fabric stash and whipped him up a clown tie and clown pants, then my brother finished him off with face paint at the race. I still had nothing and really didn't care. The Bah Humbug is starting early this year. But, in the spirit of the race, I donned a pair of black pants and a black shirt of hubby's, then pulled a few extra legs out of thin air (and packing tape, newspapers, and black trash bags) and morphed into a cheesy spider the morning of the race.
He's getting better at the running parts but then he walks so freaking slow in between. Sheesh, he was driving me crazy with that slow walking. Just as my hands were reaching over to wring his neck, he'd give me his big, goofy clown grin. I'm such a sucker for big, goofy clown grins.
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