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Thursday, 08 July 2010

  • I made some spicy hummus the yesterday.  Last night I ate it along with four cucumbers.  In my defense, they were small cucumbers.  For dessert I ate cantaloupe. 

    For lunch I had a potato with more spicy hummus made spicier by the addition of pepper sauce.  And some fresh blackberries.



Tuesday, 06 July 2010

  • Oh the indignity

    I've lately been on a healthy eating kick inspired by the fact that it's summer and that, at some point, I will appear publicly in a swimming suit.  A teeny bikini type suit that I am too cheap to replace and will instead workout my way into. Part of said healthy eating includes planning ahead what to eat, nutritious and easy to make things that I actually enjoy.  That way, when I feel inclined to get Cheetos when I stop for gas, I can joyfully anticipate my dinner instead of eat Cheetos. 

    I don't diet.  I'm constitutionally incapable.  But I can manage this sort of non-diet because it's all eating food and thinking about eating food instead of, you know, not eating food.

    Tonight for dinner I had a big handful of garden-fresh plum tomatoes cooked with a scrambled egg and the teensiest bit of lowfat cream cheese to make the mixture creamy and delicious and another big handful of bing cherries for dessert.  I was super starving when I got home this evening, but I ate this very, very tasty meal slowly and mindfully and enjoyed the hell out of it.  Then I licked my plate.  Sigh. 

    Tomorrow I'm going to have spicy barley flakes for breakfast.  You probably will wanna avert your eyes when I'm done. 

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

  • Did you know that if you round your weight up, you can eat more?  I am, of course, using an online calorie calculator.  If I weighed, say, an extra ten pounds I could eat more brownies.  Today I plan on running six miles and burning around 500 calories.  Two square inches of brownie has around 115 calories.  That means I'm only running 8.6" worth of brownie.  I think. That calculation's precariously near algebra for my liberal arts brain.  In any event, I'd rather eat 108" of brownies.

    I made brownies for a wedding shower the other day.  They were all eaten by shower guests.  I'd been counting on devouring some leftovers.  Now I am obsessed with eating brownies.

    If I weighed three hundred pounds, I'd could eat 108" of brownies and burn them off on that run. 

    Maybe if I ate more brownies...

    This weather is fantastic.  It's supposed to be in the low 80s all week.  I am looking forward to the following runs, all outside in the warm but not too warm sunshine:

    M: rest
    T: 6
    W: 3
    Th: 4
    F: rest
    Sa: 2
    Su: 4



    This is Roscoe, my new dog.  I think I may see how he feels about doing a few shorter runs with me.

    My toenail fell off again.  From a 5k.  Stupid toenails.


Saturday, 26 June 2010

  • 5K!

    This morning my mom & I did another 5k.  Because we are well mannered people and because we walked, we started in the back of the pack.  This was a bit of a miscalculation, because they timed the race from the gun and not based on when a runner crossed the start.  My mom finished fourth in her age bracket.  If we'd started farther up, she would've won a medal.  And that would've been awesome.  We passed the third place finisher three times and could've passed her a fourth if only we'd applied ourselves a bit more. 

    I'm slightly annoyed by my poor strategy here.  But we did finish 60th & 61st overall, which wasn't altogether bad considering we were walking.  What was bad?  The temperature.  It was humid and in the low 80s this morning.  Oh the sweating.  The terrible, terrible sweating. 

    Before the race.  I am not wearing makeup, and I am holding my chin at an odd angle. 



    After the race, I drank a lot of weird, off-brand gatorade.


    And my mom called my dad.


    Then we ate pancakes.  Church-sponsored 5ks frequently have church pancake breakfasts after.  It's a good thing.  And, because I'm nuts, I drank a lot of coffee.  Mmm.  Coffee.



    My plan on sleeping two hours became accidentally falling asleep an hour early and waking up with a cellphone impression on my forehead.  But otherwise it seems to have been fine.  So, fingers crossed, this strategy to attend my sister's wedding and then run 26.2 may just work.

Friday, 25 June 2010

  • housekeeping

    Tomorrow I'm doing a 5K.  Tonight I'm sleeping two hours, between 3 and 5am specifically.  So if you're up, you should give me a call or a text to keep me entertained.  TV is terrible then, and the only thing stupider than staying up almost all night before a race is going out all night.  Or drinking too much coffee.  So.  There you go.

    In related news, this blog is about to get even duller.  I hate it when people blow up my facebook feed with mundane business, don't you?  As I'm training for my marathon--and this staying up all night business is pretty much that, I swear--I'll be posting the dullest details of that on xanga, but not on facebook.  In the occasional event I have something interesting to report, I'll do the whole linked post thingy.  If, for some reason, you're interested in me running three miles I'd recommend adding this blog to your google reader.  But I can't imagine that you would be.  Yesterday evening I wrote about what I ate for dinner--and spared you, oh fb friendies, the details.  But it's there on xanga.  Get it?  Of course you do.  You went to college.  Probably.

    Okay.  That's it.  I'm off to rob a liquor store.