Friday, April 14, 2017

Waterworld

An interesting thing happened yesterday.  Amidst all the bullshit of late that is my life....I found calm.
It's funny how razzed up you cat get amongst the, quite frankly, meaningless rat race of minutia that can become all time consuming, isn't it??  I've found myself lately to be...for lack of a better term...a hit friggin mess.  High heart rate.  Exhaustion.  Headaches.  Grumpy.  And basically...a massive you know what.  Work stress.  Family stress.  Life stress.  All compounded by the fact that the one stress reliever I have...stresses my body out.  Last week,w hen I found myself with an 86 resting heart rate (its normally 45-50), I threw in the towel.  And rested for a few days.  And while my body thanked me, my mind did not.  I needed an outlet.

So yesterday, at the you know what crack of dawn, I did something I haven't done since election night.  I went swimming.  I know.  4 months without a friggin swim.  What is wrong with me??  And as luck would have it, my mp3 player died halfway through, so I spent a lovely (albeit  friggin sloooowwww) 45 minutes with...nothing in my head.  I solved no problems.  There were no crying toddlers.  No laundry to be done.  No bosses or co workers complaining.  Nothing.  And...I didn't want to get out!

I need to remember it's ok to step back and just relax.  That swimming and yoga are not the devil, and that I shouldn't have to be "on" 24/7.

Of course, it took me two days to type this, so there's that.  But one step at a time, right?

And someday, hopefully, we will focus on better things.  Like this.

Mmmmm...taco pasta.  I have about 2 dozen recipes, just waiting for a relaxing evening to post.

Or even better...

Which is probably why the former "better thing" will happen....in 2031 :-)  Happy Easter everyone.  I hope you have a wonderful holiday filled with family, friends, and of course, that big ole bunny!!

Monday, March 6, 2017

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Awww.  I love you guys.  Despite the fact that its yet again been four freaking weeks since I checked in, no worries.  I'm not quite dead yet.  I feel fine!  I feel....HAPPY!  (Monty Python, you will never escape me).  Seriously, though, I really appreciated everyone's comments, emails, and facebook messages on my last gloomy gus post.  I know that everyone has days, weeks or months like this, and 99% of my issues were indeed first world problems, but still, it adds up.

After I finished penning that depressing post, I did what I do best - brushed off my pissiness, and got busy.  Greg and I planned out our 2017 race calendar (coming soon), which, for me, has both a spring and fall marathon, in two new states.  YESS.  It's also sprinkled with a few tris, a half marathon, and 3 5ks, one of which I am SUPER excited about and can't wait to tell you about - this week - not next month!

A marathon in 47 days??  ERMAHGERD!!!
My big leap for spring, though, is the Olathe Marathon, otherwise known as the Garmin Marathon in the land of Oz.  It's all Wizard of Oz themed, and the start line is literally 4 miles away from my cousins house, and 60 miles from my other two cousins, one of which is Biz's godmom.  Score.  Biz and I will travel to Kansas and MIssouri for a nice lng girls weekend and I cannot wait.

47 days till go time.  I have no illusions of PRing, not even trying.  we shall knock off state #6 and get a much needed reset.  And the best part?  I now have a training plan - and I'm not afraid to use it.  I'M BAAACCCCKKKK!!  

Sunday, February 12, 2017

You Can't Handle The Truth.

There are certain inevitable facts of life.  1:  The month of January, unless you have a birthday or an anniversary, is one of the lamest months around.  2:  With the crappy weather, new POTUS mess, and massive flu/sickness epidemic, January 2017 is on record, one of the crappiest January's ever.  3:  The Glaser household has been triply effected - Greg has pneumonia, Biz and Rob caught colds, and collectively, we have unfollowed about 50 people on facebook for increasingly head shaking insane posts about politics.  4:  As a result, I have been MIA from blogging - sickness and the increasing dislike of social media.
I have to say, in all honesty, I really haven't missed it.  I used to like sharing my thoughts on life, parenting, and running, along with an errant recipe or two.  And I could blame it on lack of time - I've been basically the parent for the last two weeks in our home, so it would be true.  But the real fact is, 2017 has just been a sucky year all around, and I'm highly unmotivated.
I won't get into politics, because its just a black hole.  I can sum it up in about one sentence and just say that I am just not proud to be an American lately (Sorry, Lee Greenwood).  I'm not proud of the new administration, and I'm not proud of those that oppose it.  With very few exceptions, most adults I know are acting less intelligently and tolerant than my toddler (and no, I don't mean Rob).  It's sad.  It's scary.  And it's done more to shut up my feelings of freedom of speech than I care to admit.  I thank my lucky stars, every day, that Greg and I can have a serious, non judgmental discussion about the state of the world.  Because I can't even count the number of times a friend has engaged me in conversation or vice versa and I've been totally judged on my thoughts.  The inability to have a debate and walk away with a new understanding and respect on both sides is not a theme in 2016/2017.  And that makes me sad.  I'm not sure what to do about it.  But it's a contributing factor of 2017 sucking.
The sickness.  I am so not down with it (and I need to quit quoting songs, I know, it's disturbing :-P).  It's just been a shit month, healthwise.  I am the only healthy member of our household (crossing crossables), which is good and bad.  Good in the fact that someone can function...bad that I am exhausted.  It's super frustrating to both Greg and I, and the kids are beyond stir crazy.  We all need a break.  Anyone offering a free vacation to the Bahamas? :-D
Lastly, I've been super struggling with workouts.  Greg and I are trying to plan our race calendar, but having little success.  First of all, he's sick and can't do much, which makes it tough to get excited about racing.  Second, our favorite tri, Sodus, has been cancelled indefinitely.  This was our first tri in 2005, and we have done it every year (I even did it virtually in 2015!) so it's a massive bummer to see it go.  I understand the business decision, but sentimentally, it sucks.  It's very strange to know it'll be the first year we won't be there!  Lastly, I am floundering without a real goal.  I heard that post Ironman blues were real in 2010, but I never felt them.  I signed up for another....then tried to break 4, then got pregnant....times two.  But I had two major PR's in 2016, and I am now done with babies (which, don't get me started) so...now what?  I have the vague goal of hitting 1:45 in the half, but it's not exciting me.  I'm not sure I want to go long, Ironman isn't feasible with two toddlers (IMO) and I'm not at a spot to BQ (take 20 minutes off my new marathon PR).  So, now what?
And those 3 words pretty much sum up my 2017 experience so far.  So....now what?  I don't know.  I do know it's not my style to wallow for long, so pretty soon we will all get healthy, I'll stop running the same damn 7 miles on the treadmill, and 'murica will take a turn (I hope!).  But for now....it is what it is.  And, no, I'm no sure I CAN handle that truth.
But I'm here.  Just wanted to let you know that.  I haven't thrown it in.  I promise!

Thursday, January 5, 2017

The Great Cookie Caper - Results

Well, hello 2017.  Nice to meet you!  It's been 5 days so far, and it's already shaping up to be a fine year - a few nice runs, seeing a few out of town buddies, and even going back to work (fulfilling, even if it's hectic!)

The new year, to me, is a chance to reboot.  Now that I'm an adult, I miss the freshly sharpened pencils and brand new binders that came with the clean slate of September, so it's good ole January 2 when I make my resolutions (too much pressure on January 1).  And, like so many people that are shaking the hangover off that is 2016, I've got a few improvements in mind.

But first, let's revisit 2016 for a minute.  I owe you an update.  On black friday, I threw down the gauntlet.  5 weeks.  All the cookies.  175 miles.  For the first time, I decided, fuck the sensible eating.  Even the 80/20 I usually follow.  And I was going to eat all the cookies.  And run the 175 miles to offset the "5 pounds" we all gain during the holidays.
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I hid the scale.  Ok, it actually broke on December 1, so that was pretty convenient.  And for the entire holiday season, I ate.  And drank.  Wine. Pierogies.  Fudge.  And cookies.  OMG the cookies.  I think it's safe to say I averaged at least 8-10 cookies per day.  No, I'm not kidding.  For the woman that basically, in the past, has looked at a cookie and then had it attach itself to my ass, this was so. liberating. And 100% enjoyable in the moment.

And I ran.  Aside from the week I got sick, I clocked 6-10 per day, 5 days a week.  They weren't fast.  I learned that speed work and cookies....don't mix.  And some runs after a night of indulgence....were super rough.  But I did it.  On December 31, I did my final 8 miles and hit 175.

So, on January 3, I stepped on the scale.  The results?  I don't really want to tell you!  Yep.  You guessed it.  I actually lost two pounds.  WTF.  Not that I'm complaining!

Do I recommend the cookie diet?  Oh hell no.  I sort of felt like Morgan Spurlock for the last few days - note that I didn't mindlessly shove cookies down my maw, but OMG cookies are so damn good.  And I did actually eat well about 75% of the time.  Which I didn't even realize I did - Greg pointed it out when I laughed about the results.  Standard oat bowl for breakfast, veggies, whole grains and lean protein for dinner, and usually yogurt, fruit and a sandwich for lunch.  My usual fare.  But the sweets were just uncontained.  Which, I suppose does NOT mean you can out exercise a bad diet.  Just a semi bad diet.

Do you want to?  Probably not.  I has the whole post holiday hangover in full force.  Cookie hangover.  And while I'm not jumping into any strict diet (seriously, how do people cut carbs?  I'm weak) I am certainly a fan of the January grocery sales.  Greek yogurt.  Mixed kale salads.  Tabbouleh.  Sweet potatoes.  Apples.  And plenty of green tea.

For the first time in my life, it would seem I don't have to watch everything I put in my mouth.  Or exercise every day to fit into my skinnies.  But....I'm gonna.  Because it feels best for my body.  What a bunch of crap, right?  You heard it here first, folks!

The cookie diet.  Perfectly acceptable for December, to be swung back into the new year with green veggies and plenty of H2O.  And a strong running base for 2017 :-)