did I go? After two weeks of being in bed with bronchitis (one of which was with a fever), and two more weeks of marginal energy, and 3 rounds of antibiotics, I THINK I'm better now :-) I've missed 3 kickball games...boo! Today, I went to the gym for the first time in 5 weeks. I was going to start back up last week, but HA..no. Thank God for friends! I met Lisa and Paige at the gym today to get jump started again. Lisa and I are going to meet again Tuesday.
So, what happens to one's self when they don't work out for 5 weeks?
1. Stomach pooches out and droops, carving out that Oh So Special spare tire look...it's in this year, btw!
2. Good food habits wane, reminding me that oh yes, I do still like coconut creme pie for breakfast...again, thank God for friends :-)
3. Allergies return, making it hard to lose that stupid bronchitis cough.
4. My legs don't get shaven as often...LOL! (I know, I know...TMI)
The adventure continues!
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Bronchitis: Day 8
Oh Yeah! I said Day 8! I feel much better than death warmed over, like I have for 7 of 8 days. I still don't feel like leaving the couch just yet. One would think that when one took off for two weeks from work that there would be a fun-in-the-sun trip to Aruba, or a relaxing Carribean cruise, or maybe even a trip to Europe. NOPE! Not me! I go all out, and sit on the couch :-) This has happened to me twice in the last two years. Each time taking up two weeks. WOW! Who wants to see the pics???
On a side note, Kevin is in a boot for the next 3 weeks at least, maybe up to 8. Then, some PT so he can get his strength back in his torn calf muscle. Our roof guys are scheduled to come back on Monday to finish the job they half-finished and left 3 weeks ago. A check from the insurance company to cover the broken pipe repair "should be here next week." Dad is back to work, and doing just fine. Chaos is finding resolve...DON'T TELL ANYONE!!!!!
On a side note, Kevin is in a boot for the next 3 weeks at least, maybe up to 8. Then, some PT so he can get his strength back in his torn calf muscle. Our roof guys are scheduled to come back on Monday to finish the job they half-finished and left 3 weeks ago. A check from the insurance company to cover the broken pipe repair "should be here next week." Dad is back to work, and doing just fine. Chaos is finding resolve...DON'T TELL ANYONE!!!!!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
I didn't realize it was raining...
...until it started pouring! What a crazy couple of weeks! I was supposed to take last week off from work for some "personal" time following some bad news on the adoption front. I did take last week off, and had a great time at my cousin's graduation party in Houston. I went to Schliterbahn and slid down some scary stuff. Went to Kemah and ate at Joe's Crab Shack on the pier. Even had Blue Bell birthday cake ice cream in a sprinkled chocolate dipped waffle cone...YUM!! Got to have lunch with some of my family and friends from high school. Then, here's a list of what happened next:
1. While to roofers were taking off our roof, they jostled the pipes leading into our guest bathroom. Pipes busted and sent water into our bathroom, hallway, and what will be the baby room. 3 days of industrial dryers and humidifiers to get the carpets and pads taken care of, and left with a 2' x 4' hole in our guest bathroom wall for the guy to fix the pipe.
2. Then, I get a call from my dad that he is going to have a heart procedure on Thursday, and he asked me to stay, since I was already in Houston. Of course I did, and when they did the procedure, they found a 90% blockage. They fixed it, and sent him on his way.
3. Literally, 5 minutes after my dad called about his stuff, Kevin calls about having busted his calf muscle in the kickball game. Keep in mind, I'm in Houston, and can't do anything to help.
4. Then, immediately after my dad's procedure, I developed bronchitis, that has latched on and won't let go. By the grace of God, I was able to drive home on Saturday. Now, after 5 days of running a low grade fever, and feeling like an elephant backed up and sat on me, or maybe a donkey kicked me, or maybe a dump truck ran me over, or perhaps more like LeBron James (the beating part...I don't feel defeated just yet...haha), I'm ready for this crap to be over.
My "natural girlish figure" is ready to get out and about. CSI marathons only entertain for so long. Although, I wonder how it is that I can watch so many, and hardly see one I've seen before. Must be a ton of them. Anyway...it's my anniversary today...so much for celebrating. All I want is to 1. stop coughing, and 2. feel better!!!
1. While to roofers were taking off our roof, they jostled the pipes leading into our guest bathroom. Pipes busted and sent water into our bathroom, hallway, and what will be the baby room. 3 days of industrial dryers and humidifiers to get the carpets and pads taken care of, and left with a 2' x 4' hole in our guest bathroom wall for the guy to fix the pipe.
2. Then, I get a call from my dad that he is going to have a heart procedure on Thursday, and he asked me to stay, since I was already in Houston. Of course I did, and when they did the procedure, they found a 90% blockage. They fixed it, and sent him on his way.
3. Literally, 5 minutes after my dad called about his stuff, Kevin calls about having busted his calf muscle in the kickball game. Keep in mind, I'm in Houston, and can't do anything to help.
4. Then, immediately after my dad's procedure, I developed bronchitis, that has latched on and won't let go. By the grace of God, I was able to drive home on Saturday. Now, after 5 days of running a low grade fever, and feeling like an elephant backed up and sat on me, or maybe a donkey kicked me, or maybe a dump truck ran me over, or perhaps more like LeBron James (the beating part...I don't feel defeated just yet...haha), I'm ready for this crap to be over.
My "natural girlish figure" is ready to get out and about. CSI marathons only entertain for so long. Although, I wonder how it is that I can watch so many, and hardly see one I've seen before. Must be a ton of them. Anyway...it's my anniversary today...so much for celebrating. All I want is to 1. stop coughing, and 2. feel better!!!
Friday, May 27, 2011
Crazy Week = Crazy Food
When it rains, it pours...literally, into our bedroom! OH YEAH...and it also makes part of the garage collapse on our car. The tarps that have been covering the holes in the roof for a year and a half have finally worn thin. Also, our now 3 year long adoption process has been put on hold until the end of the summer, due to the neglect of the agency we chose. Also, I've been recovering from last weekend's heat exhaustion. Also, my aunt is passing away in RI. So, I never made it to the store this week. Free food at the clinic this week meant I ate all of it. Lots of carbs, fat, and sugar. For dinner, SOME salad, and pizza, and fajitas, and chicken nuggets, and cheeseburgers, and fries, and, and, and...! OH, and I cancelled BOTH training sessions this week. Haven't been to the gym AT ALL! What a mess! I am cooking dinner tonight. Maybe...and I mean maybe...I'll ride the bike a little. What a mess!!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Bags of Biscuit Mix
It was hailing golfball sized hail last night, and I needed to go to the gym...didn't go. I had to improvise. I measured a can of refried beans, salad dressing, evaporated milk, and a few other items before I found the perfect weight...a bag of biscuit mix from the trade show a few weeks ago. It was 3 lbs. Hold two of them, and I've got 6 lb weights for each arm for my arm exercises...woohoo!! Kevin did them with me. We did arm stuff, ab stuff, and oblique stuff. I was sweating up a storm in my own house!!! Who knew that could happen?!? I had an appt with The Mick, and left him a message that I wasn't coming. He called anyway. I think I'm tarnishing our relationship...he'll get over it :-) Was I REALLY supposed to get out in the hail? I mean...look at that
Biscuit mix it was :-)
Biscuit mix it was :-)
Monday, May 23, 2011
Bike Ride 2011
What an adventure! From foggy Oklahoma, to rainy Weatherford, to nice breezes, to heat exhaustion. I met new friends, saw some crazy critters, and saw some crazy people. I experienced the whole gammut of everthing!
Here's how it went down:
I started in Tulsa. I met up with Leedy, and we caravaned down to Weatherford. We passed through OK City (below), and thought of the Mavs (they are up 2-1 in the Western Finals).
It was a foggy ride down
We stopped for some grub, and I captured Leedy talking to Diane
We arrived safe and sound. Did some last minute shopping at Walmart (yes, I had to go back...boo!) And, although I took some late night pics of Cre doing homework, Leedy and Diane getting ready for bed, etc., I promised not to post those pics. I just have them for fodder later in life...mwahahahaha!
The next morning we are ready to go...woohoo!
Farfalle Viola is ready for action
At our first rest stop, Diane revealed that she has a membership to the NRA and has guns and such. The "such" on this trip being a taser. It appears she is practicing her skills on Cre!! Interestingly, there was this guy, later on the ride, that was questionable. He hid his face from Diane and Leedy as they passed by. Glad Diane was prepared for action! Nothing happened, but you can never be too careful, ya know!
Here's blurry me at the first rest stop.
We have made it 10.5 miles! WooHoo!!
You learn so much about people on bike rides. First, Diane is an NRA member. Second, some of us know how to appreciate college football...
...and others still have a LOT to learn!
We came to the point in the ride where last year it was closed due to flooding. The trail had been washed out, with a 5' x 4' hole in it somewhere, and we were diverted on this crazy route. This year...
...it was open, and I was on unchartered territory with 6 miles left until we hit the opposite trailhead.
We took a rest stop on the bridge over HWY 180.
And...WE MADE IT!! 20 miles completed!!
OOPS!! Someone forgot to read the sign before her potty break!!!
LUNCH BREAK!! FOOOOOOD!
Ok, so notice how red my face is? This is when the humble pie was in the oven, and I wasn't ready to eat it yet. I was already feeling weak and a bit nauseous. I thought eating something (slowly) and cooling off with ice water would fix it all.
In the meantime, there was this guy riding around on his motorcycle wearing a cowboy hat, no shirt, jeans, and an American flag draped around him like a cape. He would hoot and holler as he drove by. And yes, we hooted and hollered back :-) We were told he does this quite often, and he has a different flag each time. Sometimes Mexican, sometimes other stuff. Here's a small pic of him turning around in the parking lot across the street from Sonic.
Then, it was time to head back. Humble pie was ready, however I still wasn't ready to eat it. By the grace and mercy of God, I made it 10 more miles. I was VERY overheated. My muscles were cramping, my stamina kaput, my body exhausted. I couldn't have been more disappointed. This trail was easy last year. I am in better shape this year. I had been drinking water (4 liters and a Route 44 to be exact). I just don't understand what happened, other than it was in the mid 90s, not a cloud in the sky, and being the delicate china doll that I am, just couldn't handle the heat.
Here's where it ended...open wide, insert humble pie!
Cre stayed with me, while Diane and Leedy went the last 10 miles to go get the cars and come get us. Cre went to the convenience store across the street and secured us some Gatorade, peanut butter crackers and more water.
Technically, I made it from trailhead to trailhead and back to the original trailhead...the last 10 on 4 wheels instead of 2. Technically :-) I also learned quickly that I did not do the best in applying the sunscreen...good grief!
Not burned anywhere else but the back of the arms. Little splotches in places, but not like those arms. WOW, where was my head when I was putting on the Coppertone?!?!!
So, I rode 30 miles this year. It was quite the experience this time around to say the least. We're gonna push it up into April next year, so we know it will be cooler. Gotta just keep going, ya know?!
I leave you with all the critters and cactus we saw on our trip. The scorpion was actually in the hotel lobby before we left...eeek! The rest were on the trail.
The ducks and chasing chickens were outside a house we passed. CHASING CHICKENS!!!
P.S. I just found out the high was 96 on Saturday! That could have had something to do with it!
Here's how it went down:
I started in Tulsa. I met up with Leedy, and we caravaned down to Weatherford. We passed through OK City (below), and thought of the Mavs (they are up 2-1 in the Western Finals).
It was a foggy ride down
We stopped for some grub, and I captured Leedy talking to Diane
We arrived safe and sound. Did some last minute shopping at Walmart (yes, I had to go back...boo!) And, although I took some late night pics of Cre doing homework, Leedy and Diane getting ready for bed, etc., I promised not to post those pics. I just have them for fodder later in life...mwahahahaha!
The next morning we are ready to go...woohoo!
Farfalle Viola is ready for action
At our first rest stop, Diane revealed that she has a membership to the NRA and has guns and such. The "such" on this trip being a taser. It appears she is practicing her skills on Cre!! Interestingly, there was this guy, later on the ride, that was questionable. He hid his face from Diane and Leedy as they passed by. Glad Diane was prepared for action! Nothing happened, but you can never be too careful, ya know!
Here's blurry me at the first rest stop.
We have made it 10.5 miles! WooHoo!!
You learn so much about people on bike rides. First, Diane is an NRA member. Second, some of us know how to appreciate college football...
...and others still have a LOT to learn!
We came to the point in the ride where last year it was closed due to flooding. The trail had been washed out, with a 5' x 4' hole in it somewhere, and we were diverted on this crazy route. This year...
...it was open, and I was on unchartered territory with 6 miles left until we hit the opposite trailhead.
We took a rest stop on the bridge over HWY 180.
And...WE MADE IT!! 20 miles completed!!
OOPS!! Someone forgot to read the sign before her potty break!!!
LUNCH BREAK!! FOOOOOOD!
Ok, so notice how red my face is? This is when the humble pie was in the oven, and I wasn't ready to eat it yet. I was already feeling weak and a bit nauseous. I thought eating something (slowly) and cooling off with ice water would fix it all.
In the meantime, there was this guy riding around on his motorcycle wearing a cowboy hat, no shirt, jeans, and an American flag draped around him like a cape. He would hoot and holler as he drove by. And yes, we hooted and hollered back :-) We were told he does this quite often, and he has a different flag each time. Sometimes Mexican, sometimes other stuff. Here's a small pic of him turning around in the parking lot across the street from Sonic.
Then, it was time to head back. Humble pie was ready, however I still wasn't ready to eat it. By the grace and mercy of God, I made it 10 more miles. I was VERY overheated. My muscles were cramping, my stamina kaput, my body exhausted. I couldn't have been more disappointed. This trail was easy last year. I am in better shape this year. I had been drinking water (4 liters and a Route 44 to be exact). I just don't understand what happened, other than it was in the mid 90s, not a cloud in the sky, and being the delicate china doll that I am, just couldn't handle the heat.
Here's where it ended...open wide, insert humble pie!
Cre stayed with me, while Diane and Leedy went the last 10 miles to go get the cars and come get us. Cre went to the convenience store across the street and secured us some Gatorade, peanut butter crackers and more water.
Technically, I made it from trailhead to trailhead and back to the original trailhead...the last 10 on 4 wheels instead of 2. Technically :-) I also learned quickly that I did not do the best in applying the sunscreen...good grief!
Not burned anywhere else but the back of the arms. Little splotches in places, but not like those arms. WOW, where was my head when I was putting on the Coppertone?!?!!
So, I rode 30 miles this year. It was quite the experience this time around to say the least. We're gonna push it up into April next year, so we know it will be cooler. Gotta just keep going, ya know?!
I leave you with all the critters and cactus we saw on our trip. The scorpion was actually in the hotel lobby before we left...eeek! The rest were on the trail.
The ducks and chasing chickens were outside a house we passed. CHASING CHICKENS!!!
P.S. I just found out the high was 96 on Saturday! That could have had something to do with it!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
The 40 Mile Bike Ride Is Here
This is it! 40 mile bike ride number 2! I went over to Cre's last night for some last minute detailing on her bike...which turned out to be teaching her about shifting gears (sorry to rat you out...teeheehee!). She is good to go. I am excited and am VERY much looking forward to being one with nature. That could mean a torrential downpour, but hey, I just won't wear a white shirt :-) I'm in much better shape this year than I was last year, and I weigh 13 pounds less. I hope to be able to enjoy it more than huff and puff through it. It's looking to be a fantastic weekend! I get to start early with a visit to Tulsa, then off to Weatherford, then Sunday IS THE day of rest, then Kevin and I have Monday off and are going to the Ft. Worth zoo (we haven't been since we were wee ones). Photos to come...stay tuned!
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