I don’t have the ability to ‘sit on things’.  By that I mean, I can’t just say “I want to change my life in this completely left turn of a way and dive into my passion with every fiber of my being!” and then wait.  By ‘wait’ I mean, go through every protocol separately and then take on the next step.  I can’t.  I have to logistically and tactically plan out every single centimeter of my life until this new activity/change/existence will be completed.  This does not merely mean “making a list”.

In BeBe’s world, this means spreadsheets with every single bit of info relating to the matter.

i.e.  I need to take the Praxis I for Grad School.  I have every portion of the test on it’s own line (Math, Reading, Writing) and the corresponding date to which I am taking each portion of the test.  I also have the combined minimum score I need for the combined set of tests, along with separate slots for each test score upon taking them.

I also need to take certain courses while obtaining my degree.  I have those laid out including Course Number, Course Name, Credit Number, Description, Professors who usually teach this course, Professor rating off of RateMyProfessor.com, Semester I ‘plan’ to take this class in.

Today I took my college transcripts from NVCC and GMU to do the endorsement analysis for my entrance to the program.  It turns out I am missing 5 classes. This makes sense because even though I was on a path of English B.A. I didn’t have the education components behind it.  I was thinking more of the romantic side of English like Poetry, and Writing, not Linguistics and Grammar. Whoops.

So I immediately thought of a plan B.  Turns out I can be 9 credits shy of endorsement and still be accepted into the program.  With my plan & Northern Virginia Community College (NOVA where the N stands for Nowledge!) I will complete or be in progress of completion 12 out of the 15 credits I am missing.  WHOO HOO.  That means I will just have to take 1 extra class at GMU as part of the program.

Crisis Averted.

Did I mention I haven’t even taken the first portion of the Praxis yet?  Or that the application for Spring 2013 isn’t even available yet?


That whole cart before the horse post obviously did wonders for my thought process as I am totally taking everything I wrote to heart.  Thank God for TPWSNBN talking me down from ledges and convincing me that it will get done when it gets done and I will do fine, and I will be okay, and I will get through this.

No Truer Words.

Even though half the day is gone…


  • Breakfast: Smoothie (Strawberry, peach, protein, spinach, milk), English muffin w/ Jelly, Coffee
  • Lunch: Quinoa, Turkey Meatloafs, Broccoli; yogurt, apple
  • Snack: Banana & Fiber One Brownie
  • Dinner: Chicken Stir fry with bell peppers, broccoli, onion
  • Activity: 2 miles walking + NROLFW AMRAP Workout B

Yesterday’s run really gave me the edge and the confidence I needed.  I did 4 miles in 39’48”.  Yeah that’s like a 9’58” pace, but whatever.  IT’S SUB 10!  THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS.

I’m thinking of making Banana Walnut White Chocolate Muffins tonight to bring into work tomorrow.  We’ll see how it goes.


Boot Free Monday

3rd consecutive day without foot pain means – the boot comes off.  I played it safe with Birkentocks today, and tomorrow I may try flats of some kind.  What worries me more today is that my left hip (my nemesis) is acting up again.  It actually hurt so bad at one point last night that it woke me up.  Of course this scares the crap out of me 5 days from the Half Marathon, so I am going into emergency mode:

  • I’m taking this week of New Rules Of Lifting for Women off – I’ll resume the week after the half marathon.  I think this is fair.  I most likely shouldn’t have started a new program so darn close to an event.  Silly me.
  • I’ll have two more runs this week – Tuesday: 5K and Wednesday: 2 miles – I may incorporate upper body strength with these and just not do the lunges or squats called for in the program, but other than this I will be stretching and resting.
  • Aleve and Ice and Biofreeze
  • Going to bed at a normal hour
  • If I’m not at work I should be in supportive, athletic shoes to support my gait.
  • Tracking everything I eat, staying away from an overage of salt, and keeping hydrated.

I’m fully expecting a gain, or a maintain again this week.  I’m totally fine with that.  Weight loss will resume post half, and I will get back in control of a lot of things in my life that I have pushed to the back burner because of this race.  I’m ready to get back on track come Sunday.

Sunday which will include mulching and cleaning up the back yard (Rest Fail).

I’m actually looking forward to the backyard though, because it looks like crap now, so I’m looking forward to it looking better.  I like the ideas of a new patio and other structures that Jason is dreaming up, and frankly I am looking forward to showing it off.

xoxo Enjoy your Monday!

Recipe March Madness : Turkey Chili and Homemade Biscuits

Ingredients (Serving 4)


  • 1/2 pound of Ground Turkey (I used the 93% Fat Free Version)
  • 1 12 ounce can of red kidney beans (rinsed)
  • 1 16 ounce can of Crushed Tomatoes (Or crush 8 beef steak tomatoes)
  • 1 12 ounce can of Diced Tomatoes (Or dice 5 roma tomatoes)
  • 1 TBSP (or more) of diced garlic ( I used fresh 2 fresh garlic cloves)
  • 1 TBSP Chili powder
  • 1 Diced Onion
  • 1 Jalapeño pepper, diced (Or a hotter pepper depending on preference)
  • Salt and Pepper (Optional)


  • 1 cup white flour
  • 1 tsp salt
  • 1 1/2 tsp of baking powder
  • 1/2 cup milk
  • 2 tbsp of low fat mayo



  • After browning the meat, add all ingredients to a crockpot/slow cooker and leave on low for 8 hours, or high for 4 hours. When ready to serve sprinkle with your favorite cheese (I used sharp cheddar).


  • Add all ingredients to a bowl and form into 6 equal sized ‘globs’.  Place on a greased cookie sheet and cook at 350 degrees for 16 minutes.

I made this yesterday and warmed it up for tonight (Sunday’s) dinner.  Not only was it exactly what I needed for a filling, healthy meal, but it was complete comfort food.  I’m actually looking forward to these left overs.

Not the biscuits of course, I ate all of those.



Recipe Builder from Weight Watchers: 6P+ Chili (Including cheese), 3P+ for 1 biscuit

Last Long Run

It was interesting.  I actually had better splits then I normally do:

4 Miles: 40’49”
6 Miles: 62’17”
8 Miles: 83’25”

My pace was a lot better than it has been by a good 20 – 30 seconds a mile.  I consider that a frigging win, if I ever saw one.  I was happy most of the run, and I noticed after 2 miles I was loose and my legs were doing what they should be.  I felt at ease, and even with Foo Fighters blasting in my ears I felt an extreme sense of quiet in my mind.  I was no longer saying ‘I Can’t’.

At the end of the run I felt like ‘I did’.

Can’t wait to cross that finish line.

With my last ‘I’m terrified of life’ post, I got one of the best emails ever from Melissa.

Seriously if you need a complete pick me up, and a confidence boost, and one of the Best Cheerleaders around, this is your girl.

Not only have I been put in the right mind set, but I feel like I have one more person pulling for me next week.

Thanks Hun.


Tales from the Scale Friday

WI: -/+ 0 pounds
Total Lost: -1.4 since recommitting

Normally, a second week of maintaining would drive me up a wall, but I started a lifting program this week, and I’m sure because of that I am retaining like whoa. I’ve also upped my protein, and lessened my carb intake, and while that should help shed weight, really I feel like it’s just helped with some of the constant bloat I seem to have. I so feel less puffy.

I decided that since this is going to be a long enduring program with the New Rules Of Lifting For Women, that it needed it’s own page on my blog. Look for that addition to the top menu bar shortly.

I am very happy to state that I woke up at 5:30am and got my workout done for the day. It worked out (hah) nicely. I think on days I lift, I will be doing morning workouts. It’s only like 30-40 minutes and it’s a great foundation for the day going forward. Plus that means when I get home I can sit on the couch without guilt.

Who knows may be I will become a crazy person, and start doing twice a day workouts.

Yeah I doubt it, too.

So Today is Friday. It’s about damn time I tell you. It’s also 7 days from the half (basically, give or take some hours). While I am no longer nervous about running, I am now nervous about logistics. Oh the things I find to worry about.

I have some fears I need to get out, and it would greatly help if you could all squash them with some form of reality:

  1. I will get off the metro to go to the Expo and get horribly horribly lost.  This is stemming from abandonment.  Jason was originally supposed to go with me to the expo, but because of work issues he is unable – FOR BOTH DAYS.   I can’t go in the evenings, so I have to go during work hours.  My dad can’t take off work (You don’t get leave when you work for yourself!) and while friends (Thanks Adie ) have come forward and offered to go with me, I can’t ask people to take off during the work day.  It’s just not fair to do.  So here I am.  I’ll be fine, I know.  But this being a big experience for me, it’s a little sad that I won’t have anyone to turn around to and get excited with while  I am there.  (Yup, I’m being a big baby and tearing up over it.)
  2. The day of the race I will over sleep and miss everything.  I always fear this.  Whenever I have to get up early for anything, I fear I won’t.  I fear that I will magically have a great nights sleep that is so deep and restful not even an annoying alarm can wake me.  I will set 10 alarms.  All of our Mac devices will be going off at the same time in various places in the house.
  3. I will get to RFK and HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO GO.  This is slightly justified.  Even though I hope this shebang is more organized than the Hot Chocolate 15/5K was, I still fear that I won’t be able to find where I personally need to be.  This of course will be impossible because who else is going to be on the metro at 6:00am?  People getting a jump start on their day’s in DC?  No.  It will be spectators and racers.  I should just find someone else with a bib and make a new friend.
  4. I end up not being able to finish in the allotted time.  I am terrified of this.  I know how my pace is, so I know what I can kind of do, and I hope that because this is a big race the fact there are people around me, I can kind of be pushed along with them pushing themselves (you know when I want to give up and have a beer around mile 4).  But I am scared that something will go wrong with my foot, leg, back, hip, knee, face, fingers that will stop me dead in my tracks.  I know it’s dumb to worry about such things, but it’s in my negative persona.  I will worry about everything and anything bad that could happen in what if  land.
  5. I won’t find my person during the race.  After countless hints dropped about wanting people at the race, or at least the finish line, it sadly looks like Jason and possibly my father are it.  While I am overwhelmed that they will even be able to be there (my dad is taking this day off work, and I know how hard that is for him to do, and I am so appreciative of him doing this) I am kind of sad.  I wasn’t expecting a mass crowd of people cheering me on – other than the strangers – but with logistics of where the race ends, and such, I know this is how it has to be.  My mom can’t walk far because of her knees and feet, so asking her to trek across God knows where from the metro just see me cross a finish line, is a bit ridiculous of me.  My older sister works all day on Saturdays and has two kids.  I have no idea where my little sister will be, but most likely working I’m sure.  My friends all have their own lives going on whether it be school, family, vacations, etc.  I can’t be mad at them for living their lives, and I am not.  I love them all dearly, I just hate the situation.  If that makes sense.

So there you have it.  Fire at will.  I’m an emotional basket case today, for no reason.  May be it had to do with my late night freak out of where my passport was (don’t worry, it’s been found).

Oh Thursday.

Rounding out the final full week of training leading up to the half marathon.  I must say I am a bit relieved.  I know that if I ever do this again, I will do things a bit differently.  I will spend more time learning my pace.  I will spend more time stretching, hydrating, and most importantly of all, resting.

I had 6.5 months to train, and somehow that still felt rushed.  I still can’t run more than a full mile off the treadmill – I can do 5 on the treadmill without stopping because I can set my pace.  Outside for whatever reason all that goes down the chute, to some non-running mentality space, to be lost forever.

I’m feeling okay about this weekend’s 8 miles.  It’s supposed to be glorious outside, so that will be reason enough to stay out for the full 8.  The past two long runs were on my treadmill so I think I am just looking forward to not watching Sex and the City  or Just Like Heaven while running.

Also because I still have no idea how to pace myself to be at a constant speed for any given time I tend to go faster outside even with walk breaks. So there is that.  I am hoping the fire that everyone talks about you getting at a race actually happens to me, and I push through and surprise myself.

I’m in the 26th corral at the race, so once I get to the DC Armory on Thursday to retrieve my goodies and bib for the race, I plan on getting my corral changed – Apparently you can do this. If they won’t let me, ( or if the line is too long ), I’ll just deal with being in one of the last corrals.  I think the geriatric division is just behind me frankly.

It’s gonna suck when that 8 year old beats me at the finish like at the 5K in December.

How is it only 12:50?

Tonight’s Plan:

  • 4-5 miles outside.  At this point I’m throwing the training plan out the window.  It said something funky about 6 miles today.  Yeah 6 mile runs will never happen during the week.  They just won’t.
  • FAVORITE SALAD EVER.  Spinach, Gorgonzola, Walnut, apple and balsamic salad.  I love it.
  • Laundry

It’s a glamorous life I tell ya.  I’m excited about tomorrow – Dinner and shopping with Lisa.  We are going to this place that is a tasting room for a winery out somewhere far away.  So that should be fun.  Let’s face it.  Anything involving wine, is fun.

Hey Weather… Could you stay like this, please?


This would be amazing, if race day was this nice outside.  Oh it would be glorious.  I’d be able to not wear a jacket and it quite possibly would be comfortable enough to not have to freeze before hand.  Oh sweet Jesus let the forecast stick!

The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function.

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

Oh Valencia!

9 days till the event.  My legs shake a bit whenever I think of it.  Then my mind says “It’s not even a full marathon! GET OVER YOURSELF.”  My back screams “You better keep good posture the entire time.  I am not suffering for something that you and the legs decided to do back in August.”  My heart is singing the same words over and over in joy.

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.  2 Timothy 4:7

Don’t take that as me preaching at you, because I’m not.  The verse just seems relevant, and being a Christian, the Bibles relevance pops into my head from time to time.  No matter.

My heart is so incredibly happy – possibly because I am not puffing down 1-2 packs of cigarettes a day, and instead running – and I am anxious but ready.  I have my last long run this weekend, and I am planning on doing 8 miles – outside – with a smile on my face.

I might not be fast.  But Pace Don’t Matter.

It doesn’t.

I’m just excited to be here.  Excited to run.  Excited at this chance.  Joyful at this possibility.

Tonight is Week1 Day 2 of NROLFW, and you already saw my before shots yesterday, so you know I gotz some work to do!  I’m excited because the workouts alternate, so you don’t get bored.  Well let’s hope.  This is only day two.