I’m really enjoying my new job. Like, a lot. I haven’t even officially started and I’ve accomplished so much. And it’s been fun! Work? Fun? Who expected that? Outside of work, I’ve had to put my running shoes on the shelf for a few weeks, which has been difficult. I have a mild piriformis strain, which comes from overtraining and under-strengthening. I’m hoping some stretching and quad strengthening will help it heal quickly so I can get back to it. I am so afraid that if I get out of the habit of running, I will never get back into it, but I have to trust myself because if I push too hard I won’t even have the option of pushing. In the meantime, I guess I’m going to have to spruce up my bike and see how badly the kids have treated it. Hopefully that is low impact enough that it doesn’t aggravate anything but keeps me active. And also that I don’t get bored with it too quickly.
Tag: beer
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October 18
I ran my first 5k race since the spring today. After a whole bunch of great runs, I had built this one up in my head, big-time. Before the race even started, I was crying tears of joy imagining myself crossing the finish line after running the whole race without waking. But then I couldn’t even make it to the one-mile mark without walking. I finished with a dismal 43-minute finishing time. BUT: Until I looked at my finishing time, I was really happy with the race. Even though I stopped to walk a lot, I felt strong the whole way. The weather was incredible and the scenery was great, and I truly enjoyed myself. And I RAN the last quarter mile. My pace was GOOD and I felt pumped when I finished. In all those ways, the race was a success. And then I got home and realized why my performance had been so terrible. As I pulled into the driveway, I started having double vision. It was so disorienting that I could barely walk straight. I started thinking about what could have caused it and then I remembered, dear god, I didn’t eat anything today. And then I ran three miles after not eating anything. And then I had a beer at the finish line. I don’t know how I went the whole day without eating. I almost didn’t believe it as I tried to remember what I ate, because I never felt hungry. I did have a little tunafish sandwich, but that was it. That’ll do it, folks. So lesson learned: Do not run a race without eating for almost 24 hours and then drink a beer at the end.
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October 11
I willingly got up at 6:15am ON A SATURDAY to go for a group run at Ed Austin Park. There is a free timed 5k there every week and a couple friends of mine go regularly. I’m proud of myself for many reasons: Getting out of bed before daylight, and going to a place I was unfamiliar with to meet people I didn’t know to run a distance I didn’t think I could do IN THE RAIN. Ok, it wasn’t really raining, but it WAS misting, which is close enough to raining as far as I’m concerned. But I did it! I was aiming for a 25-minute run and walking the rest, but I only made it 22 minutes. I did not anticipate hills. And people who actually live near hills would sniff their noses at me because the things I am referring to as hills are hardly noticeable unless you’re running on them and you never run on hills. I think I could have done the full 25 minutes, but I was mad that it was harder than I anticipated, and I blame the DAMN HILLS. That are not really hills, but they’re as much hills as mist is rain. I planned on walking the rest, but I did run a bunch of it anyway, and finished the 5k in just over 42 minutes, which is actually right on track with my usual 5k finishing time. So yeah. Bottom line is I rule.
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September 19
First night it has been dry enough to use the fire pit since August. And I’ve got an Ommegang beer to enjoy beside it. Kinda makes the rest of the day seem less irritating.
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June 13
The last of the Corona and lime. Gotta say that the novelty wore off somewhere around the third bottle. Looking forward to going back to IPAs.
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June 11
It is disgustingly humid outside tonight, but I need to do something to try to turn this day around, even if it is 9:42pm. Fresh air never did me wrong. Beer and baseball don’t hurt, either.
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June 8
Nothing seemed to go right today. All week long I’ve been looking forward to reverse tie dyeing this weekend. I put undiluted bleach on my black shirt for 20 minutes and it didn’t fade even a little bit. I guess it’s because it’s not cotton. Then we installed a new Ring doorbell, and it worked great for about an hour, went offline, and then several hours later started ringing on its own. We’ve tried tightening all the connections and it hasn’t helped. I feel inept. But I watched a Corona commercial on TV yesterday and it worked. I even remembered to buy limes. It really is refreshing. Doesn’t quite make up for all the day’s failures, but at least it’s something.
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February 23
It’s another cheer weekend and this weekend we’re in West Palm Beach. Billy stayed home, so it’ll be a girls weekend for us. So far we’re living it up with calzones and Hershey bars. Doesn’t get better than this, folks.
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August 24
Today I pissed Robin off because I refused to talk to her until she stopped screaming at me. She got so angry that she slammed her door in my face and threw a sneaker at the door as hard as she could for good measure. I guess sometimes you just can’t be calm or reasonable, and as long as you’ve got a sneaker and a door, that’s ok.
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July 8
I’ve got a couple Maine beers left to help keep me there just a little longer. But it’s back to dance class and food shopping and cooking for myself. Vacation is always better than real life.
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March 29
Today I had to slow myself down and hold my tongue and instead just sit beside my daughter while she cried. I didn’t ask why, I didn’t beg her to talk to me, I didn’t try to make her feel better, I just sat with her, stroking her hair, until slowly the tears gave way to sniffles, which gave way to sighs. She never did tell me what happened, though I think I have a pretty good idea. I tried my best to bridge the distance today. At least everyone’s going to bed less angry and upset.
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