Tuesday, July 28, 2009
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Yet another book that sadly took me 32 years to get around to reading! May I not make the mistake on letting my children reach adulthood without reading these beautiful and innocent stories. Reading this put a much needed smile on my face considering the political and other depressing books I've been reading recently. Yay for Pooh!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Paul was going to run the race with me. He was all registered and everything, and we all spent the night at my in-laws so that we could leave early in the morning (the race STARTED at 6:30) and let the kids just stay asleep. On Thursday night, Paul was complaining that his stomach was hurting, thinking something wasn't right with the sandwich he ate for dinner, but it ended up being more than that. Pretty much ALL night he was getting up to use the bathroom and throw up. When he finished throwing up for the 4th time at 4:30, I told him he shouldn't do the race, since we'd be getting up in an hour to get over there. Neither of us got good sleep that night.
When it was time to get going, Paul did get ready in his running gear and drove me over to the start of the race. He was figuring he could just run a slower pace with me and be okay, but ultimately didn't want to risk a gastric attack at either end! Thankfully, my friend from the ward, Tina, was also doing the race and she and I stuck together for the entire 6.2 miles. She's the reason why I ended up doing as well as I did, seeing as I kept having to catch up to her before she could pull away from me. Last year, Tina completed the race in under 58 minutes, so I was hoping we could accomplish something close to that.
As with most races for me, the first 2 miles were comfortable, and by the end of the 3rd mile, I was fine, but ready to be done. Up until this race, I usually AM done at the end of 3 miles! Mile 4 was a little slower and I took a "GU" which helped. By the time I finished mile 5, I was mentally freaking out, but with the help of some rockin' tunes on my ipod, I made it through another 1/2 mile. With .75 of a mile to go, Tina kicked it into gear and I wanted to scream at her, but continued to push through. We FINALLY got to the park that held the finish line, but I didn't realize we had to run all the way around it! I turned one corner, and had to yell, "WHERE IS IT?!" I'm surprised I didn't throw a good "DAMMIT" at the end of that question, because I know I wanted to! After turning that last corner, I could see that the timer said 1:00:10 and I was a little disappointed, but what can you do!? So, I said, "oh well" and ran as fast as I could to that dang finish line!
So, my time ended up being 60:41, which isn't too shabby at all. It was just 42 seconds slower than I wanted it to be! At least I can say that I didn't leave anything out there on the course. I think I really did give it everything I had, so with that being said, how can I be disappointed!? This race was the fastest I've ever run 6.2 miles, so I'm definitely pleased! I'm bummed that Paul wasn't able to run with me, but on a happy note, he'd given a friend of his from Spanish Fork his race number (since the friend hadn't actually registered for the race), and his number ended up winning 18 holes of golf in the raffle! So, the $19 registration fee for Paul wasn't wasted after all! If his friend hadn't run the race with Paul's number on, it wouldn't have been entered into the raffle in the first place. So that was cool!
Anyway, it turned out to be a fun little event for me to participate in, even if Tina and those 6.2 miles kicked my butt! The rest of the day was spent being lazy with a frequently interrupted nap and reading the John Adams biography. We had dinner at the Croshaw's and just hung out til it got dark. Hope everyone had a very happy Pioneer Day!
Thursday, July 23, 2009
So, last week at WW, I made a choice... one I've been thinking about making for a while now. Even though it seems like a TOTAL cop out, I changed my goal weight to 148, and reached it weighing in at 178.8. Here's why I did it:
Firstly, I'm tired of paying the $40 a month to go NOWHERE.
Secondly, if I'm having a really hard time GETTING to 145, I'm going to have a KILLER time staying at 145.
Thirdly, I ultimately decided that what I most want to avoid is getting above 150 again, and setting my goal weight to 148 still fills that purpose. Once I reach lifetime member status at WW, I have to stay within 2 lbs of my goal weight... which means under 150.
Fourthly, I need the stress of the actual number on the scale to GO AWAY! I'm thrilled with being a size 10! Sure, now that I've been here for a few months, I've started to feel less skinny than I did originally, but my clothes still fit nicely enough.
Fifly (sidetrack: I've never used the word "fifly" before, if it's even a word, and it looks really weird typed up like that!), I just needed to hear the official word that I DID IT! And I did... I feel great about what I've accomplished.
So, as I hoped, with the stress of it all gone (well, not COMPLETELY since I still have 6 weeks of maintenance to do), I lost another 1.4 lbs this week weighing in today at 146.4, bumping my total weightloss back up to 40 lbs. Though I'm not constantly telling myself, "i'm on a diet," I'm still making pretty decent food choices and trying to make my good habits stick. Plus, I'm still running a ton in preparation for my 10K tomorrow and the Red Rock Relay. And I also need to be throwing in some extra bike and swim workouts in order to be ready for another triathlon in August. These things should help with the maintenance.
So here's my sigh of relief; "Ahhhhhhh"
It feels good to be alive and healthly!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
I titled this post "lazy blogging" because last night, my friends from our relay team went on a wicked long run down the canyon and Emily joined us for the last 4 miles. We went a total of 9 miles in 95 minutes. It truly sucked. But anyway, Emily blogged about it and said a lot of nice things about me (except for the 'very overweight' thing... haha!), so I'm just going to link this blog post to HER blog post about us running together.
And, don't give me any crap about being a lazy blogger... I ran 9 miles last night and have hardly been able to move since! I love having a best friend!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
just. not. ready!
Anyway, I just put up a ton of posts, most of which are probably NOT going to be interesting to the general public, but nevertheless, they need to be posted! Basically, it’s what we’ve been up to for the past 4 weeks or so. Some have pictures, some of them don’t. Read them if you want, and comment if you’d like! You know I'm a comment whore!
Phew, it's nice to be caught up a little bit. Maybe later this week I'll blog about Andy's hip infection and all the books I have managed to read so far this summer! So stay tuned!
Well, I made the mistake (j/k!) of going running with some friends in the ward (Julie and Tina) who are training for a half marathon. First of all, they kicked my butt on an 8 mile run down the canyon, and while doing so, we talked about the idea of doing one of those insane Ragnar relay races! There's one coming up called the Red Rock Relay and Tina got a fire lit up underneath her and within a week, got a team put together! It takes place Labor Day weekend and starts at the Brian Head resort and ends at the Tuacahn theater outside St. George. I'm actually really, really excited, despite one major factor... Tina, Julie and I are among the better runners of the group. This means we get the hardest legs in our van. AAACK! My first leg of the race is 6.5 miles all downhill. The second leg is 6.3 miles, again, all downhill (my poor quads!). My last leg is 3.9 miles with a nice 1/2 mile run up a dam to finish it off! So, I got some extra training to do in the next 6-7 weeks.
I'm really glad that I've got something really tough to shoot for again. Nothing like being totally intimidated to get your butt out there and moving again. I'll try to update on my progress. At this point, I can run 4 miles without too much difficulty. Five gets a bit tougher and by six... I'm really ready to stop. So far, my longest run was that 8 miler on July 4th. So, yep, better get busy! Wish me luck!
In just 3 swim days, Charlie has become a little pro in the water. The first time we went, he jumped in after Canon (thankfully, AFTER I put on the life jacket) and was freaking out because he kept spinning in circles from back to front getting water in his face! I had to jump in quickly to help him out and he'd hardly let go the rest of the time. But the next two times we went, he'd figured out how to keep his legs beneath him and to doggy paddle through the water. We all have a lot more fun now that he's more independent. Heaven forbid he ever get near the water without the life jacket on though! I'm afraid he's gotten a little too fearless!
I don't know if they'll ever read this post, but I want to thank the Shurians for being so awesome to us. We really appreciate your generosity and your genuine kindness. I'm honored to even KNOW you guys, let alone to have the chance to swim in your pool! You're the best!
He also enjoyed his time playing baseball, but it didn't spark any sort of passion, unfortunately. We're still hoping something BESIDES video games and Cartoon Network will ignite something within our boys! Guess we'll have to keep looking!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Our wedding day was wonderful! It wasn't glamorous or fancy in any way, but it was perfect for what we needed it to be. I am a lot of things, but fussy is not one of them. Basically, in planning my wedding, I went with a theme centered around INEXPENSIVE and SIMPLE! My parents gave me a budget to work with, we figured out how much an inexpensive honeymoon cruise would cost, subtracted that amount, and then worked with the rest. Good thing temple wedding ceremonies are free (well, except for the tithing part)!
We got married in the Logan, Utah temple. I love this beautiful building. I'm so thankful that Paul and I had made the choice early in life to marry in the temple. We were surrounded by family and our best friends. So many people came to support us, many of whom I didn't know at the time, but have grown to love them as much as my own family over the years. Our wedding ceremony was in the morning, followed immediately by pictures. After that, we had our wedding luncheon at the Bluebird restaurant on Main Street (I'll freak out if that place ever closes down!). I remember listening to words of advice collected from the different tables and Paul and I sang a song together... cuz we're cheesy that way! Looking back, we should have at least picked a better song, but oh well!
My immediate family had scheduled family pictures with our photographer in the afternoon since it had been the first time we were all together in a really long time. After we finished with that, we headed over to my Uncle Milton's beautiful home in Millville. We held our reception in their backyard, and enjoyed the nice summer evening overlooking Cache Valley. The reception wasn't very well attended due to the holiday weekend situation, but it was nice that we didn't really have a "line" to speak of. Paul's Aunt Marilyn and 3 of her children played a string quartet for us and there was lots of yummy food. Our reception was a little atypical in that I never threw my bouquet and we didn't have a wedding cake. Well, there was yummy cake, but it wasn't a wedding cake. My siblings enjoyed that cake for some time after we'd left on the honeymoon! Our car was decorated/vandalized with plenty of marshmallows, cookies, and other sticky things (something I admit to having a really bad attitude about at the time - because the last thing you want to do leaving your wedding reception is to HAVE to spend 20 min at the car wash - maybe I'm still a little bitter!). Anyway, the only thing I regret about the reception is that we opened the gifts we received that night before we left. THAT was a very dumb thing to do! Ah well. Can't do anything about that now!
We finally left the reception around 10:30 and (after the car wash) headed off to the Sherwood Hills hotel in Sardine Canyon. Can't remember why exactly, but the room that was reserved for us wasn't available, so we got to stay in one of their themed rooms... the Blue Bayou room to be exact! The scary blue-walled room had the bed sitting on a Tom Sawyer-type raft right next to a monstrous fish tank! Anyway, I won't go into anymore details of the evening, but thought the ridiculousness of the room should be mentioned. Needless to say, it added an extra flair to the memorable evening!
Ultimately, the wedding and the celebration itself wasn't anything remotely resembling a bridal magazine affair, but at the end of the day, I was married to my sweetheart. And that's all that really mattered... then AND now. Life is all about choices. Ten years ago, I can honestly say, I made the best choice of my life in choosing to be Paul Croshaw's bride. It's a decision I have never regretted and work hard so that he never will either. Happy 10 years, sweetie! I sure love you!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Another thing I do, (or at least what I did yesterday) is go out for a run. I've been trying to increase my distance over the last month, but have really struggled to get 5 miles. Last night, I ended up going 6, and it definitely worked all my "funky" thoughts away. By mile 4, I was tired enough to just be thinking about keeping my legs moving. It felt like the entire route I ran was uphill somehow. By the end, my hip flexor muscles were painin' and I was totally pooped! Thankfully, 'So You Think You Can Dance' was waiting for me on the DVR at home, and I was able to chill out and stretch while watching my favorite show.
So, even though the day had an irritating cloud hanging over it, at least it ended in just the right way. What do you do to drive away the 'funk'?