Friday, February 28, 2014

Let's Change it Up/ March's Goals

I have a ten miler scheduled for my long run on Sunday.

Unfortunately, it's supposed to snow 2-4 inches Saturday night into Sunday morning. Well, that's not gonna fly!

So my long run will be Saturday morning instead. On the positive side it's supposed to be warm tomorrow (ha, I kid. By warm I mean a high of 32. Take that, Southerners!) which should make for some good running weather.

And I'm planning on getting up early enough that I'll get my run in before my little stinkers even wake up. Saturday is Hubs' day to sleep in so I'll need to be home in time to get them up for the day.

Please send me encouraging thoughts tonight and tomorrow morning. I sometimes have a hard time hauling myself out of bed to run, especially on the weekends when I know I can sleep in.

And now for my February Recap:

These were my February Goals:
1. Run 60 miles.
2. Run at least four days a week.
3. Complete Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans February Challenge.
4.. Log my food in My Fitness Pal EVERYDAY.

Let's see how I did:
  • Ran 50.23 Miles
  • Ran four times a week every week except this last one (it was too cold to run outside. I blame winter.
Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans Challenge:
  • I made it about halfway through the challenge. In fact, I know it was halfway because it was after Valentine's Day where I said "screw you, challenge" and gave up.  
Log my food:
  • I almost made it. I had one slip-up last Saturday.
 Ok, so maybe I didn't kick February's butt when it comes to being healthy and all that. Damnit. It wasn't the BEST month for me, but it also wasn't the worst. I got out and ran. I was close to my mileage goal. And this month will be easier to hit my mileage goal because it should be warmer and I've got more miles in my training plan.

And now for March's goals:
1. Run 60 miles. 
2. Run at least four days a week.
3. Do strength training at least twice a week. 
4. Log my food into My Fitness Pal daily.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Through the Wardrobe

I'm pretty sure I live in Narnia.

If you look closely, right there at that park around the block from my house, you'll see the White Witch frolicking with wolves and trolls.

That witch isn't letting winter go, that's for damn sure.

I don't know how many times I have to keep reminding myself that this is the first time I've trained during the winter so of course it will take some adjusting.

And just because I don't want you to think I am whining for nothing here are some links:

Detroit is Having It's Worst Winter in Years (Time Magazine, folks! If Time Magazine says it, it must be true!)

New index confirms it: This winter is miserable (USA Today agrees!)

It will be March in two days. We are currently in the midst of a cold snap expected to last until next week. Which means it'll be butt-ass cold in March. It's not supposed to be butt-ass cold in March!


(Tirade interrupted)

Ok, I feel better now.

The sun WILL come out. The snow WILL melt. I WILL feel warmth again.


Wednesday, February 26, 2014


Lazy Meg vs. Running Meg
Act One, Scene One

"Ugh, so early. Shut up, alarm, I'm going back to sleep."

"If you go back to sleep you're only going to get about another half hour of sleep. Is it worth it?"

"So tired!"

"You're pretty much already up. Besides, when you shower after your run you can do something cute with your hair. Ponytails are boring!"

"It's cold out. I think it's snowing."

"It's not snowing. That's not a car driving in slush you hear, that's your husband snoring."

 "Did I mention the part about being tired?"

"If you don't run now you'll have to run tonight, after the boys are in bed. Which means it'll be late.  And you'll be tired then."

"Fine. You win. I'll get up.

End scene.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

The Moon and More

God I love a morning run.

I don't exactly love getting up that early. Ok, I don't love it at all. But, I love how I feel when I'm done running. And I'll love it tonight when I get home and know I have the whole evening to hang out with the boys and catch up on my DVR cuddle with my husband.

I passed a few other crazy people runners while I was out and about. And I was feeling pretty darn good so I settled in and ran 3.2 miles. Man, it feels good knowing I can say "oh yeah I ran three miles today easy peasy". I know that's the point of getting miles under your belt, getting your body used to the running and well trained. It's just fun when the training actually pays off.

It was just the moon, me and this other star...Venus? Ha! It is Venus, I just did a quick Google search and found out. It was just the moon, Venus and I. Not bad company for a morning run.

The sliver of moon and Venus

Monday, February 24, 2014

Weekend Warrior

I really, really, really wanted to run five days this past week. Somehow time got away from me on Friday. And I didn't want to run on Saturday since I had a long run scheduled for Sunday. Ah well, four days is OK, right?

I'm feeling well-trained for my half. It's a little over a month away and I'm already racking up the miles. But not too many miles...I don't want to over train!

I had a nice Me Day on Saturday. I took my boys to see my Dad and his wife at her rehabilitation home. She fell and broke her hip a few weeks ago. The boys get plenty of attention there. Older people, shoot most people, love the twins!

Afterwards, after lunch and the boys got settled down for their naps, I got my haircut. I absolutely adore the cut! Of course it doesn't look as good as it did when she blew it out, but I figure I can schedule a blow out if I really need a style boost!

Sunday was a full day for us! Hubs and I went to breakfast with the guys. Then I hung out at home with them while he went grocery shopping. I had eight miles on the schedule and knew I was cutting it close on time so while Hubs shopped I packed the boys up and took them for a run.

Because I had the boys in their stroller I had to run on the sidewalk. Normally I run in the street, my very quiet subdivision street, which is pretty much cleared and salted and easy to run on. The sidewalks were complete crap. There were driveways where, I swear, people had simply given up on shoveling and just driven over the snow over and over until it was nothing but a pitted and bumpy field of ice. People like that bug the crap out of me!
The run took forever. I threw in the towel at 1.5 miles. By then, Hubs was home from shopping and the little guys' cheeks were getting a little cold, so I headed home with them.

By the time I got home with them they looked like this:
All that running with Mom really wears a guy out!
They got some Vitamin D while we unloaded the groceries. They woke up in time for some lunch so I hung out for lunch. Once they were done and settled I headed back out to try to get some mileage under my belt. Unfortunately, I didn't have a ton of time, an hour, maybe an hour and a half. I felt pressed for time which means I ran faster than I should have for a long, easy run. Ah well.

I ended up getting seven miles in, including the 1.5 miles I ran with the boys. I was happy with the mileage but a little worn out. In fact, for the first time, my knees really bothered me. Thank goodness I've got a nice rest day today.

I celebrated by eating four Thin Mints. That's right, I checked out the serving size (four cookies) and had those cookies with a little bit of milk. Figure it's almost as good as just having chocolate milk, right? They were delicious! And I'm super proud of myself for not sitting there and mindlessly eating a whole box.

I didn't lose any weight this week. I also didn't gain any weight. I stopped drinking pop (soda if you aren't from the Midwest) last week. I haven't really craved it or anything. I'm hoping that will help make a difference. I know a lot of people have said that even drinking diet pop/soda can affect your weight so we'll see.

All in all, it was a great weekend and a pretty good week. How about you?

p.s. I am super, super, insanely jealous of all the ladies who ran Princess this weekend. If you were one of them, good for you. Hope you enjoyed the warmth!

Friday, February 21, 2014

Well, Thanks, Mother Nature

I didn't get up early for my run yesterday morning. My reasoning was I could just run in the evening after the boys were in bed.

First, it snowed about an inch in the morning. And then it rained and turned that inch of snow into an inch of slush. And then it rained some more.

I headed out on my run all set for rain. Mother Nature did not disappoint. It rained. A lot.

I was fine with the rain. Well, fine except for my soaked feet. Because all of the snow and that slush wasn't going anywhere. Even the streets were full of puddles. There was really no safe spot to run. At least the street wasn't icy. That's what I kept telling myself. No ice. No ice. No ice. It's a good mantra.

I said, screw it, and ran on. Ran through puddles of slush and puddles of water. I kept the run to just over two miles because I didn't want to get an blisters on my wet toes. Wet socks + running = blisters.

All in all it wasn't a bad run. It was sloppy, that's for sure.

The picture doesn't do the slop justice. It was about an inch deep. So lovely.
The sun is out today so hopefully some of this crap will go away.

Happy Friday! And for anyone running the Princess Half this weekend be safe and have fun!

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Well Isn't That Special

You know it's been a brutal winter when you CELEBRATE temps hitting the mid-thirties.

 You know it's been a brutal winter when you see it's going to be 35 degrees out and say, screw it and go without tights under your dress. (For the record, my black tights have a giant runner in the leg and I haven't replaced them so it was no tights or a different outfit)

You know it's been a brutal winter when you see puddles outside and it makes you HAPPY!

You know it's been a brutal winter when you go out for your morning run and you're happy that you only have to wear ONE pair of pants.

Can you tell it's been a brutal winter in these parts?

I'm looking forward to soaking wet feet because I'm running in puddles. I'm looking forward to sunshine. Shoot, I'm looking forward to rain.

Yesterday morning we had all that fresh snow that I ran in anyway because, eh, why not. Today, the road's were clear and I ran with glee. Yesterday it took me almost 45 minutes to run two miles. Today, I ran over three miles in less than 45 minutes. Gotta love cleared sidewalks.

Of course, just because I was flying high on a good run and had some good tunes going (Hello N'Sync "I Want You Back") something had to bring me back down to Earth. Once again, as I was walking at the end of my cooldown, I bit it on a patch of ice. I thank my lucky stars, AGAIN, that I wasn't running and that I wasn't hurt. I was also only two houses away from my own house so had I been hurt I was near home.

Man, Winter, I get it, you're a beast. Now, go away!

Tuesday, February 18, 2014


A few years ago my sister and her husband, at the time her boyfriend, were driving home from dinner one evening. It was February, so it was cold out, but not snowy. As they're driving she sees a runner up ahead of them and says to her boyfriend, "What kind of asshole runs in shorts in this weather?"

That asshole was my husband. He's my sister's husband's best friend, so as soon as they got close enough they realized it was him. And the laughed their butts off.

I had that story in my head this morning when I layered up, geared up and headed out to run in the snow. Not just any snow, in the four inches of freshly fallen snow.

What kind of asshole runs in this weather?


You will not beat me, Winter.

My tracks weren't the only ones out there. They were the freshest but they were not alone.

Monday, February 17, 2014

Weekend Replay

Hubs and I don't go out on Valentine's Day. He has hockey on Friday nights and even if Valentine's Day didn't fall on a Friday we don't want to spend our rare date nights at over crowded restaurants.

Friday night he went to hockey and I stayed home. I had already run Friday morning so I was tired by about 9:30 PM. That's ok, Saturday is my morning to get up early with the boys. Saturday was a busy day. I took the boys to see my Dad and his wife. She fell and broke her hip a few weeks ago so she's in a super fancy nursing home. The boys did really well, although I did get my first parental reprimand from a random stranger. He was mad I was letting my kid crawl around on a germ-laden floor. Well, thanks for the advice, jerk!

Saturday night I went to see Billy Joel in concert with my mom and sister. He was spectacular! I grew up listening to Billy Joel so it was great to see him in concert. And he sounded so damn good! I was afraid he would sound old, but not at all. I loved it!

Unfortunately, between the visit and the concert I forgot to log into My Fitness Pal so I there goes my streak. Ah well.

The good news is when I weighed myself on Sunday I was down 1.6 pounds so that just rocks! I've been tracking my weight since January 12, so after one month I am officially down ten pounds! I get so mad at myself when I weigh myself and the pounds don't just fall off. But, this is great. Ten pounds in one month works for m!

And then on Sunday I ran on the treadmill, 7.1 miles. Treadmill running, le sigh. I watched Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters because I love me some Jeremy Renner. It was decent and kept me focused. There was some unexpected nudity, but it was brief and there was no one around me so I wasn't THAT embarrassed.

I feel good. This past week was good. I felt good about my diet and my exercise. I have my meal plan all set for this week and grocery shopped last night. Bring it on!

Friday, February 14, 2014

Treat Yo Self

Dear Body,
 Wow. We've come a long way together, haven't we? 33 years, almost 34, and we're still rocking it pretty hard. Sure, we've got some aches and pains (since when was getting up of the floor a multi-step process? Remember when we used to jump up off the floor like nothing?) but who doesn't at our age?

 This is a love letter for you. My body. Wow. I know I spend a lot of time hating you. I'm sorry for that. It's hard not to hate the back fat and the tummy rolls. I get so focused on them I lose sight of the little things. Like the tummy rolls are around because we carried TWINS to full-term without being on bed rest. Yeah, you did that. You're a stud.

I believe I thought you were fat when I was around thirteen. Somehow puberty and hormones caught up with me and I went from being a scrawny pre-teen to a teenager with hips and boobs and a belly. What the hell? I'm sorry I told you I hated you during those teen years.

I'm sorry that when we were in high school I used to hide you behind over sized sweaters. You weren't fat. In fact, you were well within the scientific standards of a healthy BMI. But, in my head you were ugly because you weren't as skinny as the popular girls. We swam competitively for all four years of high school and instead of rejoicing in the power of my arms and legs as they sliced through the water I felt awkward because a Speedo hides nothing. You were kick ass in high school, Body, you really were.

And now, here we are. Post wedding, post baby, post quitting smoking. Remember when I did that? I did that because I love you, Body. I'm sorry that I had to eat a whole bunch of crappy food afterwards. Smoking sucks. Quitting smoking sucks even harder. We got through it. Thanks for that.

I love you. Even when I'm mad at you and frustrated at the weight that simply won't go away. I love you, Legs for powering through on a run when our mind is telling us "NO! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW! THIS IS DUMB!". I love you, Lungs, for hanging in there and letting me know "We've got this. Keep on going!". I love you, Arms, for lifting up babies, for hugging them tight, for pounding out bicep curls like a boss.

And I love you, Belly, even with your stretch marks and flabby skin. You are a road map of my life.  I love how my son likes to lift up my shirt and poke at my belly and laugh. He doesn't think we're fat. He just likes the softness and the jiggles. It makes him happy. And what makes him happy makes us happy, right? Even if you're flabby forever, I will still love you.

I love you, Body. Even when I hate you, when I am so mad at you I could cry, I still love you. I love your imperfections. I love your uniqueness. You are special. WE are special. You've got my back (literally). You are an incredible feat, a miracle. You're amazing and astounding and kick-ass.

Happy Valentine's Day, Body. Thanks for going on this journey with me. Looking forward to a bunch more years!


Thursday, February 13, 2014

Slip Sliding Away

After nearly two months of winter running I finally bit it. And I bit it hard.

I was running last night in my usual get-up, with the added bonus of a headlamp, and somehow I didn't see the patch of ice. I landed on my toosh. And it smarted like a son of a gun.

Luckily, I was done with my run and just walking home. Luckily, the only thing really damaged was my pride. It could have been much, much worse.

Dear Winter,
 Go away. I am done with you. I would like it to be spring now. Please and thank you.

Tonight I will run on the treadmill and spare my ass more humiliation.

And I will dream of next week, when temps are supposed to reach highs in the forties. THE FORTIES! (Cue heavenly chorus)

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Sleepy time

It's early. Too early to be awake.

I hear you crying. It's been a rough week for you, fighting a fever and a cold and possibly getting a tooth.  I sneak into your room, don't want to wake up your brother, and scoop you up. The crying instantly stops. I interpret your tired little sigh as, "Thanks for coming to get me, Mom."

We cuddle on the big reclining chair in the living room snuggled under the fleece blanket Nana got for me when I was pregnant with you and your brother.

It's early. And your sleepy snorts and sighs make me smile as we snuggle.

I should be getting ready for a run.

Your body relaxes in to mine and you fall asleep, your Lovie Bear gripped tightly in one hand. My heart cannot contain the love I feel for you, for your brother, for your Dad who is snoring in the other room. I should put you in your crib. You so rarely fall asleep in my arms these days that I hold onto you a little longer and enjoy the solid weight of a conked out toddler.

Who can run when there is snuggling to be had?

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

The Crack of Dawn

I like morning runs. It's nice to start my day with a workout under my belt.

Of course, the problem with morning runs is one has to get up early for said runs.

When it's nice out, or even when it's above freezing and the road's aren't patches of ice, I run outside. This takes less effort so I don't have to wake up as early. But, because the weather is bad and it's cold and it's slick (I'm whining!)...well, you get my point...because of that crap I have to go to the gym which takes a little longer. I've also never gone in the morning so I didn't know how busy it would be and I wanted to make sure I got a treadmill.

I was at the gym by 5:30AM. There were a handful of people there, two of them on treadmills. I set up my Netflix (Doctor Who) and ran for thirty-five minutes. When I left the gym it was still pretty empty. I had plenty of time to get ready at home and head off to work. I don't know if I'll go later tomorrow or not, I'll have to think about it. I like having the extra time at home in the mornings. At least, I like it once I've been awake for awhile.

I'm still doing the Lose the Love Handles challenge on the Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans site. Side planks are hard! I took my measurements a week into the challenge so I could compare when the challenge is over. I also figure it's nice to have my measurements in general, especially when the pounds aren't coming off as quickly as I would like.

So, that's it. Nothing too exciting. There are treadmill runs and short runs and ice and snow, lather, rinse, repeat. Is it spring yet?

Monday, February 10, 2014

I'm a Bad Blogger (Or Superbowl Shuffle Four Mile Race Recap)

I ran a race yesterday. A small race, a four mile Superbowl Shuffle, that was moved from the previous Sunday because of bad weather. I'm glad I got a chance to sign up for it since I missed my own Superbowl race.

I did not take a single picture.


I'm pretty sure I get to say I have a new PR since I've never run a four mile race before. Yeah I did!

Alright, on to the recapping.

Honestly, I chose this race because I was so mad at my body for being weak last Sunday. I think I could have run the 5K but I know I would have been miserable and why do that to myself?

The Shuffle started at 12:15PM on Sunday. They had packet pick-up on Saturday but I didn't get a chance to hit that side of town. I got to the race location, Stony Creek Metropark, at around 11:00am. There was some snow that morning so I didn't want to deal with that. Plus, I needed to pick-up my packet.

Because it was a Super Bowl themed race I wore my husband's Lynch jersey over two tech shirts. I had on tech long johns and running pants.

The race was SMALL. I think there were eighty or so runners overall. I think there were more signed up but with the date change not as many showed up. I picked up my bib and my free arm warmers. I put the arm warmers back in my car and hung out there while I waited for the start.

At this point I regretted signing up for the race. I didn't know anyone. I knew I would be towards the back of the pack. I've never run in a small race before so I felt very out of place in my jersey (no one else dressed up). And very out of shape. I was by far the biggest person there.

I sent some text messages out to my family and friends basically telling them that I was worried I would be last and how it was such a small race, etc and my sister came back with the best one:
"You are a fierce, warrior, mommy runner and you dance across that finish line no matter what place you come in at!"

That made me smile and pumped me up.

At about noon I joined the rest of the runners inside the building where we signed up and we waited for the race director to call us outside. Again, everyone seemed to know everyone else. I was intimidated and feeling small. And I didn't have my headphones so I knew I would be doing this run without music.

The race started at 12:15PM. Right off the bat the pack of fast runners (basically, everyone aside from me) took off. It was an out an back loop, two miles out and two back. At first, I was intimidated and mad and pretty bummed that I was even out there.

And then I got out of my own head and realized a few things. First, it was a sunny day. I was outside, in the cold and sun running and it felt good! Second, the course was beautiful. There were snow-covered trees, a snow-covered lake, no cars. It was peaceful. And third, I was running really, really well FOR ME and that's all that mattered.

I ran a 2:1 ratio of two minutes running, one minute walking. There were hills, more than I am used to, but they didn't bother me at all. At the turn around I realized that I was well-trained for this. My legs were happy, my body was happy and I was feeling good. I didn't care that people were already finished. I didn't care that I was ahead of maybe two people. All I cared about was how I was doing and I was DOING GREAT!

I finished in 52:54. My average pace was 13:14 per mile which is an awesome pace for me. I finished last in my age group. And 80th out of eighty-six people. And that's just fine by me!

If the park wasn't so far away I could easily run there more often. We ran on a paved trail and even with snow that morning the trail was already cleared. Maybe I'll do a few long runs there this summer.

I would do this race again. It was well-organized, cheap and fun. I think I would work on getting a friend to run it with me so I didn't feel like an outsider and maybe had someone to talk to while waiting. The top three finishers in each age group received a medal. They had pizza, water and Gatorade in the same small building we waited in prior to the start. I skipped the pizza since I was meeting up with a girlfriend for lunch.

Friday, February 7, 2014

This Is Not a Race

I have four older brothers and one younger sister. If you are an only child you're probably thinking "damn, that's a lot of siblings!". And if you have siblings you know what I'm talking about when I tell you I am competitive.


I grew up competing against my siblings over all manner of stupid things. For example, we had an ongoing winter contest called Backyard Laps. We would take turns running laps in the backyard, THROUGH THE SNOW, without shoes (socks were allowed) (not that they made a difference). Whoever ran the most laps won.

How I still have all of my toes, I do not know.

I have had to tone it down over the years. No one wants to play cards with someone who throws the poker chips at them. No one wants to play a game with a sore loser. I am a much better competitor than I was ten years ago, let me tell you.

Last night was a treadmill night. I set up my iPad with "Schooled: The Price of College Sports" and started running. Shortly after I started, a woman started running on the treadmill next to me.

 (Please note: I am not a treadmill hog. I am very aware of how annoying it is when someone stays on a treadmill forever when you are waiting for one. I go to the gym after my sons are asleep so by then it's pretty quiet. And I don't go for long runs unless there are other treadmills available, which there were.)

We ran pretty close to the same pace for a while until I started taking walk breaks. However, after about twenty-five minutes she was done with her workout and left the treadmill while I powered on. And my inner competitor was all "hell yeah, you kicked her ass!".

Apparently, I still need more work.

I finished a nice four mile run on the treadmill. It wasn't my best time and it wasn't my worst. I don't know if I would watch another documentary or a more engrossing show next time. The documentary was good, but I definitely found my mind wandering to "ow my legs hurt" and "am I done yet?".

Any shows I should watch on Netflix? Is "Orange Is the New Black" gym friendly? I don't want to be watching it and have raunchy sex scenes pop-up. I've heard it's a good show.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Rest Days Suck

For some reason I eat my worst on rest days. It's like I know I won't be burning any extra calories so I need to eat extra calories to make up for it. I have no idea what my mindset is with that or why it happens. It sucks.

I did really well with my usual work breakfast and lunch. But then we got sent home early because the roads were craptastic around here. On my way home I picked up McDonald's for Hubs. Even though I had already had my lunch I got some McDonald's for me. No, Meg, no!

And I ended up snacking on some cereal after dinner. Thankfully, I got ahold of myself before it was too late. I went to bed super early thinking I would get up super early and go to the gym this morning instead of tonight.

Nope. That alarm went off and I laughed at it. No, thank you. It's funny because I used to like running in the morning. Maybe I just like running outside in the morning. Either way, it'll be me and the treadmill tonight. Wish us luck!

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Head and Shoulders, Knees and Toes

My knee felt a little wonky during last night's run.

I had to run outside. I say this because we got hit with another round of snow late last night into today so I knew my outdoor run time was limited. Outside, outside, outside, everybody outside! (I'm sorry that I just quoted "Bubbleguppies" at you. Can you tell I have toddlers?)

About halfway through my run my right knee started speaking to me. It didn't hurt so much as feel...thick? Does that make sense? It just wasn't moving as smoothly as it usually does. Kinda felt like there was molasses in there instead of I don't know...knee fluid? Yay science!

It doesn't hurt today but that thick feeling is lingering. Today is a rest day from everything, including the Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans' Lose the Love Handles Monthly Challenge. That ab stuff doesn't look like much when you look at the schedule but once you do it, woo wee my abs are gonna be rock solid! Of course, there's still that lovely layer of fat covering them...

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Light Up the Night

It wasn't windy or snowy of below zero last night so I ran outside.

Running outside is a million, billion, trillion times better than running on the treadmill. It's so darn freeing!

My neighborhood is plowed AND relatively well-lit so the run went well. I wore my reflective vest and ran with only one earbud in (although I run with only one in when I'm running outdoors whether it's day or night). The sidewalks were kinda crappy and icy, but the streets were plowed and barren so street running it was.

Again, this is a subdivision so when cars showed up, it was easy for me to get out of their way. And there weren't that many cars cruising around at 8PM.

That steamy cloud is not a ghost, it's my breath.
 The sidewalks weren't cleared, exactly, but the snow was packed down enough that I could run on it without worrying about ice. Packed snow is way better than ice! (Just in case you didn't know that)

My goal was three miles. I ran away from my house, in and out of the streets, until my Map My Run app (yep trying something new) announced I was at three miles. Then I ran back home via direct route. I ended up going 3.58. I had to take a call from my dad when I first left the house so I walked while we talked. That threw off my splits, but I'm in this for distance not speed so it didn't bother me much.

We're expecting 3-6 inches of snow tonight. I would complain about it, but I'm past that point. If it's not too crappy out I will run outside. If it's super crappy it looks like I'll be on the treadmill watching "Scored". It's a documentary about how much money NCAA sports make and how much money NCAA players make (zero dollars). So far it's pretty interesting.

I like to watch documentaries while on the treadmill because other people can see my iPad and some of the shows I watch (Game of Thrones I am talking to you!) like to throw in random nudity when they switch from one scene to another. No one needs to see that!

Monday, February 3, 2014

February Goals

I lost my annual Super Bowl bet with Hubs. Loser has to cook dinners for a month straight (normally we alternate weeks). I picked Peyton Manning so...looks I'm cooking.

The good side of this is, if I'm cooking then I'm in control of what we have for dinner so healthy meals here we come!

Here are my February goals:

1. Run 60 miles.
  • I made it to 47.7 miles last month. This was with less miles on my training schedule and without access to a gym so I couldn't run when it was super cold out
2. Run at least four days a week.
3. Complete Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans February Challenge.
  •  I'm on Day 2 and holy crap, those side planks kick my butt! I'm gonna be rocking them out by the end of the month but for now I am a limp noodle.
4.. Log my food in My Fitness Pal EVERYDAY.
  • I logged everyday in January so I am on a roll! Some days were bad, it's tough to log in those Milky Way bars, let me tell you. But being aware of the calories I take in is half the battle. BONUS, I noticed when I started logging recipes that things I thought would be a lot worse for me actually aren't that bad. 
There you have it. What are your goals this month? Also, any good crockpot recipes?

Date Night...From Hell

I had packet pick-up for the race that never happened Super 5K on Saturday afternoon so Hubs and I decided to make a date night of it. When you've got kids and someone says "hey I'll baby-sit" you take them up on it, believe me!

It snowed on Saturday. It snowed big, fat, heavy flakes. It was great snowman snow, that's for sure. Of course I don't build snowmen any more, but if I did, I would've made one on Saturday.

So, it snowed all morning. The road's were passable and it was warm enough that nothing was icing over so my sister still showed up for baby-sitting duty and Hubs and I headed out. We had parked across the street so Sis could have the driveway and not have to trample through snow to get to our house. 'Cause we're nice like that. Hubs and I were standing at the end of the driveway waiting to cross when a truck roared by and splashed us with slush. Asshole.

I should have realized that was the Universe's way of telling me turn around and go back inside and stay inside.

I headed back inside, changed quickly and Hubs and I headed out. I was holding one of our Carraba's gift cards and another gift card for DSW when we first left the house. When I went in to change I left the gift cards in the house.

Another sign from the Universe.

Packet pick-up was a breeze. Dinner was great. I ate way too much bread and pasta. Carb-loading, right?

We stopped for ice cream after dinner. It took us forever to find a spot because it was snowy and crappy and slushy and for some reason this huge mall was just now plowing their five o'clock in the evening!

Yet another sign from the Universe. Damnit, Meg, listen to the Universe!

We ate our ice cream. Mine wasn't that good but I finished it.

And about ten minutes later my stomach started to protest. I won't get into the nitty gritty details, no one wants to hear that, but it sucked. It sucked hard. I was miserable for the rest of the night. Our plan to watch a movie once the boys were in bed went down the tubes...along with all of that pasta and ice cream (hahaha, I'm here 'til Thursday, try the veal).

One of my guys was sick on Friday. I'm sure this was just the same virus and not food poisoning. Not that it really matters. I am never eating Carraba's or Coldstone again!

And that is why I did not run my 5K on Sunday.

The good news (there's always a bright spot, right) is I wasn't feeling very hungry on Sunday so I managed to stay away from all of the unhealthy Super Bowl snacks. Go me! Of course, I love those snacks so that was a little sad.

Now to find another 5K for February!

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Failure to Start


Those initials are next to my name on the Super Bowl 5K results. I wish I could add more initials. I don't think Did Not Start quite sums it up.


Spent The Night Throwing Up.


So Weak She Ran Out of Breath Going to the Bathroom.

I got my first DNS today. It sucks. Being sick sucked more, let me tell you.

Looks like I need to find a new February race.

Now excuse me while I crawl back in to bed with my heating blanket and my Slurpee.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Well That's Odd

I managed to get a run in Friday night because my in-laws stuck around and helped with dinner. Yay! I am .3 miles away from my weekly goal for Run With Jess. I didn't plan on running today, but I can't let .3 miles beat me!

It's snowing like crazy. I'm a Michigander so a little snow isn't going to keep me from date night. With Hubs. It helps that my sister lives super close and she's the one baby-sitting.

I saw this on my run yesterday. It made me laugh. I mean, I know that they make shoes that are molded to your feet so it would make this print. But, if I wasn't a runner and knew nothing about them I would think some crazy ass person was walking around barefoot!