Props Where Props Are Due

I had another great day yesterday.  I tracked everything, I worked out a lot, and I went to bed without folding and getting a snack.  I need to up my water though, because that is still a hard task.  Which is odd.  I used to be able to guzzle down like 200 oz no problem.  Gotta get back in that habit.

The red circles are exercise

The red circles are exercise

That was yesterday’s read out from FitBit.  I love this little gadget.  I really do.  It makes me feel awesome to see the steps and the calories burned (that’s overall even while I’m sitting, so don’t get too excited) and how many miles I’ve traveled.  It will be awesome to see the read out after the marathon. :-)

Grades were finally posted to PatriotWeb for this semester, and while I knew I had received A’s in both classes, I wanted to be sure.


And now I am.

Go Me.

Today’s Plan (Which is tracked already!)

  • B: 2 eggs, 3 strips of bacon, iced coffee w/ fat free half and half
  • S: Banana
  • L: Turkey Salami and Cheddar wrap, pop corners, apple, yogurt, snapple
  • S: water
  • D: Baked chicken and a baked potato cooked with EVOO
  • Activity: I’m supposed to run 3.1 miles.  I am going to attempt to make myself do this outside.  Please send me messages at like 3:30 pm EST and tell me to run outside.  (Twitter or Facebook will do)

I can’t believe a week from today I will be traveling to Italy with Jason.  It’s so weird, so surreal, and so abrupt.  We planned this and booked it like 6 weeks ago – and I ignorantly was like “I can totally lose 30 pounds by then” – HAH.  I’m aiming to look better by my birthday.

Last thought:

brooke birmingham sbs watermark

Unless you have been living under a rock the past few days, you know who this gorgeous woman is.  Her name is Brooke and she has become famous overnight for standing up to Shape Magazine for their ill treatment of her story.  After losing 172 pounds, this woman should be celebrated, not told to cover up.

Read more about her at one of the many outlets that have picked up her story:

Doesn’t Deserve a Title Apparently


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Happy Friday guys!  We made it!  My hip is a lot better today – just in time for the Ortho Appointment.  I’m cautiously optimistic about this appointment, but have decided that I will not be exercising today.  I most likely will not workout at all till my race on Sunday.  I know this is so unlike me, but I want to go in strong, rested, and recuperated.

This could all blow up in my face, but eh.  I’m willing to take that risk.

My husband was in a fender bender this morning, and thankfully he is fine – I attribute his fine-ness to the fact that he is in a Subaru.  The car that is just amazing at everything.  I will be buying one the minute I can.

I purchased some casual dresses this morning, in hopes of becoming female this year…

I really like both of them, and got them both on sale – YAY COUPONS – and I hope they BOTH work out.  I’d love to be able to throw on a cardigan or blazer and have a cute work outfit that can transition to happy hour outfit easily.  How complete Cosmo does that sound?

I’m also embracing the fact that my thighs are just gonna get bigger as my training continues.  When I was training for my first half my thighs got bigger and more toned, and my calves got smallish (not really) and more toned.  I’m just never going to have slim legs, and that’s fine.  I’ll most likely have to sell all the skinny jeans without stretch that I bought for when I lose weight, because there is no way they are going to fit over these hamstrings.

The little issues.

@Amanda Farris : I laughed out loud when I saw this because I thought it would be perfect for Eric! Good thing he didn't get lost during the marathon or this would be him! ;)

Legit Fear Of Mine

I’m beginning (Prelim stages folks) to accept things about myself at this point.  I looked in the mirror this morning and noted how great my butt looks in these jeans.  Now granted, I am bias, because I love these jeans, but I don’t love my butt.  Except for today!  I also noticed how my skin is clearing up – FINALLY.  Being almost 30 with acne sucks – so that is a plus.  My hair is starting to go back to normal with a little help of sea salt spray, so i’m happy about that.  I’m just not giving up.

Running Humor: My mom told me I can be anything I want to if I put my mind to it....

Happy Friday Folks!

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The Bachelor, Exercise & The Scale

So this will be a pretty broken up and random post, but I have a lot of little things to say and figured I would just group them.

The Bachelor

Oh Juan Pablo…


He is cute, there is no denying that.  He is also hilarious, and doesn’t really hide what he is thinking.  Every girl that walked out of the limo’s he was like “WOW” and really excited.  He thought everyone was beautiful and made every effort to try and talk to everyone.

He also did a great job of getting rid of the crazy, I might add.

There were 27 girls this time as opposed to 25.  He seemed to get, what I think, 2 extra crazy girls than most seasons.  But, with that said, he eliminated – what appears to be – about 80% of them.  But it’s only the first episode.  These girls still have a chance to show their true nature.  A few of the ones he kept, Jason thought were absolutely, cut your phone lines, and break your knee caps crazy, and that is why I love him.

We had one woman cry almost instantly talking about how it was so hard, and it shouldn’t be this hard, and she didn’t know how to approach him, and blah.  She also still has the engagement ring and wedding dress from her failed engagement EARLIER THIS YEAR.  Girl take some time for yourself.  Juan Pablo don’t need that drama.

There was another girl, the ginger, who showed up in a horrible gown and for that should have been kicked off. I mean really. 

kylie-hear-wrong-name-rose-ceremonyYou can’t see her dress, but if you want to watch her humiliation – go here  (She heard the wrong name and went up when it wasn’t her, and then ultimately didn’t get picked.

Other than that we had a free spirit:

LUCY, JUAN PABLO GALAVISand the girl who got the first impression rose didn’t really seem to like him at all…




I was supposed to incorporate weight training yesterday with my running, and while I did a few things (Deadlifts, Squats, Shoulder presses, bicep curls, and rows) I didn’t stick to a routine and just kind of did the exercises I could remember from other workouts.  

So today I’m heading to the work gym with my coworker Grace to pump out some strength exercises.  I’m thinking this routine:

  • 1 Mile run Warm Up
  • Arm Machines 
  • Some free weights
  • Leg machines
  • Core machines?

I am not sure what they have at the gym because I usually just bee line for the treadmills, so I will have to report back when I find out.  I think that will be a good workout to ease back into it, and then when I have the machines down I can start using the D2S book again for actual workouts that have some sort of method to them.

The Scale

I didn’t post my Weigh In last week, even though I lost weight.  I am thinking that it’s too much for me to focus on (like it has been before).  While it’s a nice accountability factor, it makes me angry and annoyed when I don’t lose and I don’t need to project that on the blog anymore than I usually do.  My eating is getting better and more on track and I am looking forward to starting the week over on Friday with a clean slate, a clean weigh in, and a fresh start.  That is what every week, day, moment is – a new, fresh start.  I am planning on also buying a crap ton of produce this week, because my smoothies in the morning about about to get a major boost.  I am planning on making super smoothies with Shakeology and banishing the English Muffins for good!  Or just for breakfast. 

Well Darlings I am off to get back into work – busy weeks coming up – and then to the gym!



What I Did On My Long Winter Stay-Cation

I posted infrequently over the break, and most of the time it was short and not so sweet.  I decided since this is my morning back to reality that I would post a recap of my life since December 20.

The first day of our vacation, wasn’t a vacation at all.  We spent the entire day at a funeral and reception for Jason’s Aunt Daphne.  We had a pretty bipolar day as that evening we were celebrating our friend nuptials!



Lisette and Alex finally tied the knot since marriage is legal in DC now for everyone (I don’t like the term gay marriage, because Jason and I don’t use the term “straight marriage” so it seems dumb to use a different nomenclature for them).  It was a joyous night that continued late into the evening.

We then went to a hockey game with my dad – where lost in overtime – but still it was nice to hang out with my dad for the night, drinking too much beer, and eating too much fried food.  That Sunday I met up with Adie (of AdieCakesBlog fame) and her Fiance (and Jason too) for Hunger Games in IMAX.  We had already seen it, but she hadn’t, and IMAX.  I will see pretty much anything in IMAX.  It was glorious.

We putzed around most days sleeping late and taking many target trips.

Christmas eve we did our normal thing of Church with my parents and then dinner at Tony’s Pizza in Manassas.  We then meandered home to watch TV before passing out.  We had to go to McLean in the early morning to pick up my Grandmother (so my dad didn’t have to do two trips out there) so our Christmas morning alone was pretty short.

We spent the morning with my family, and then evening with Jason’s.  It was good day.

Then there was more putzing around, deciding what recipe I would use with my new French Oven (it’s French and not Dutch because it’s from France.) and then we went to TJMaxx randomly and found a KitchenAid Stand up mixer for more than 50% off.  So then I became the proud mamma of that.

My Christmas continued with more La Crueset items, and general spending of money on random things at Target.  We totally know how to manage our money responsibly.

New Years Eve showed up and we went to the Heritage Brewing opening in Manassas.  I know, I am a loyal customer of BadWolf Brewing across the street, but I wanted to see what the new place was like (As did Jason and my Father in Law).  So we eagerly waited in line outside to buy our drink tickets and head in.  $7 a beer/flight/or experimental brew tasting, seemed pretty steep.  The flights were only 4 beers (which I didn’t get to pick) out of the 6 + seasonal they had on tap.  They were supposed to be 2 oz servings each, and instead mine were mostly head (the guy pouring had no idea what he was doing) and were not as good as expected.  I had a few problems with that evening:

  • The prices for the pints were too steep for an opening night- especially when we didn’t get a pint.  It was more like 8 – 10 oz because of the people pouring.
  • The flights should have included all the beers that they are regularly having on tap
  • The sitting area should have been extended because of how many people there were.  It was a total fire code violation
  • Children should NOT have been allowed in.  I witnessed too much running around in a location that is dangerous (exposed industrial areas) for kids.
  • You had to go back outside and wait in line to buy more drink tickets when there was a woman inside with a register who could have easily done this indoors.
  • No one knew what they were doing.
  • The fact that there were “normal brews” and “experimental batches” was kind of confusing.  This was there first night of being open.  Everything was experimental.

I would and will go back, but most likely not for a while.  It felt chaotic, unorganized, and the beer wasn’t as good as I thought it would be for having delayed the opening by 3-4 months.  I donated 100 bucks to their kickstarter, so I think the people who did that should have had a private opening experience.

We then parted ways with Jason’s dad, and partied with Lisette and Alex again for some dinner at Sweetwater and then Champagne and coffee at their house.  It was a nice relaxing evening.  We don’t need or want flare.  We are too old for flare.

After that night it was pretty much a whole lot of nothing.  I got an extra day of “vacation” (I worked from home) because of a freak snow thing on the the 3rd (last Friday), so Jason and I built a fire, I worked on my laptop from the couch and we watched a crap load of the Tudors.

Yesterday (Sunday) we woke up late, and then headed to Mosaic District for lunch at Cava Grill and then Gelato at Dolcezza.  They had a separate Dolcezza across the street that was basically a coffee shop that sold gelato as well.  We ordered our drinks and settled down at a table and chair area and had one of the best afternoons that we have had in a long time.  It’s the type of day where you realize the simple conversations over coffee were what was missing.

It was a great break, all in all, and here are some pictures recapping the experience:


Heritage Brewing

Heritage Brewing

Heritage Brewing

Heritage Brewing

Heritage Brewing

Heritage Brewing

Beef Stew - the dinner that took my French Oven's virginity

Beef Stew – the dinner that took my French Oven’s virginity

There was a good amount of running.  I've pledged to run 700 miles (at least) in 2014.

There was a good amount of running. I’ve pledged to run 700 miles (at least) in 2014.

Cooking Extravaganza - Soupe au Pistou

Cooking Extravaganza – Soupe au Pistou

Cooking Extravaganza - Mini Bacon, Onion Quiche

Cooking Extravaganza – Mini Bacon, Onion Quiche

Cooking Extravaganza - Fluffy Drop Biscuits

Cooking Extravaganza – Fluffy Drop Biscuits

Date Day - Latte Art

Date Day – Latte Art

Date Day - Latte Art

Date Day – Latte Art

Date Day - The love of my life, the reason I am here, and the motivation to be better.

Date Day – The love of my life, the reason I am here, and the motivation to be better.











Finding the Words

I go to a psychiatrist.  I am trying to go back to therapy.  I find that attaining the right, perfect for you therapist, is harder than finding that person you want to spend the rest of your life with.  Realizing Jason was the one, was one of the easiest things I have ever done.  Keeping our marriage strong and intact, is work, and it’s hard, but it’s worth it.

Finding a therapist on the other hand is EXCEPTIONALLY difficult.  For me to be able to be that open.  That naked.  That vulnerable – with someone I am also paying?  It’s not easy.

I’ve talked with about 4 in the past two weeks on the phone.  None of them seem right.  Either their voice is annoying, their hours suck, or they want me to chant.

I don’t chant.

I don’t care if it will solve all of my problems.  I can’t take it seriously.  Sorry to those of you that chant, and chant often.  It’s just not for me.

I had a monumental disaster of a day yesterday food wise.  I was eating for comfort – and it was bad.  I am stressed about so much right now, it’s literally making me sick.  I can’t tell you how many times yesterday when I was woofing down food like a hippo in the Hungry Hungry Hippo game that I felt nauseated, and gross.  There was a point where I had eaten so much crap, I was sweating.  I couldn’t keep my body upright because the surge of sugar crap that I haven’t eaten in ages was being fought by my body.

Today is a new day.

I am going to run this afternoon and I have a great dinner planned.  I am trying not to focus on what I think other people are thinking of me, but when I look at my own self, my own life, and I see how incredibly fucked up it is in my head, I can’t help but think that everyone else is thinking the same thing.  Or worse.

I need to stop caring what everyone thinks, because they don’t wake up as me everyday.  I know I have it great by pretty much every standard out there.  I am employed, I am in school, I have a great husband and family, two amazing dogs, quality friends, and a house.  I am in relatively low debt considering how much I shop randomly, and I am loved.

I find joy in these things, I am not ungrateful.

It’s just the joy chips away when the newness wears off.  I have that sad cloud over me pretty much 95% of the time.  I wake up in the middle of the night, sad, and then go into the bathroom to cry so I don’t wake up Jason.  I’ll cuddle up with one of my dogs on the floor just to feel something next to me (Jason gets really overheated when he sleeps, and he snores, so I stay away from him mostly – still love you!).

I have relentless stressed filled dreams from dying to failing at the Praxis II again – and everything in between.

That’s where my head is at this moment.


p.s. to the Giveaway winner – I swear I am going to stop at the Post Office to drop off the box.  I’ve just not been really capable of functioning lately.

Not Liking Yourself

I am guilty of being entirely negative about myself on a minute by minute basis.  I need (or at least I think I need) constant reassurance, and affirmation on myself in pretty much every aspect of life.  I know this is annoying to everyone who comes in contact with me, and I know it makes me hard to be around.  I sense my neediness is the number one reason why I didn’t have many friends in High School or College and why the few I did have are no longer in my life.  I get anxious when planning get together’s with people because I instantly feel uncomfortable walking out of my house, driving to a location, and then having to make conversation for a indefinite amount of time.

While I am outgoing, it’s all forced and awkward.  I have to tell myself to shut up at times because I know my topics are usually inappropriate or not interesting.

I find this happens a lot with my husbands coworkers.  We will be in a situation where I am ‘forced’ to converse and I bring up things like Credit Limits, or how I got alcohol poisoning on Jason’s 21st Birthday Weekend.

I feel awkward in 99% of clothes (the 1% being my PJs).  This summer My husband and I went to the beach, and I didn’t even get in the water because I was so self conscious about how I looked in my bathing suit.  I know that made him sad.  I know all he wanted was for me to be at ease and comfortable in one of his favorite places, but I couldn’t make myself.

I am 100% content being a shut in and watching TV or Movies and living vicariously through the other people in my life who are off gallivanting the world doing amazing, beautiful, amazing things.  I’m comfortable at home singing along to Sara Bareilles while thinking up story lines, and writing in my journals, this blog, or just on scrap paper.  The deck in my backyard is my largest venture out that I can still feel at ease in.

There are times where the anxiety builds so much, I come across as a selfish bitch that turns to her husband and says “I need to leave.”  I get the sweats, and shakes, and a headache.  Yesterday, at my Dad’s birthday dinner, I had chest pains through the majority of the outing because of the closeness of our group at the small table.  I was against the wall, and the screaming child behind me through 80% of the meal just became almost too much.

I can be okay, I can be safe, I can be in control in my house.

But I’m really not.  It’s obvious I am not.  This is why there are so many things we want to do, but we don’t.  I want to go to Africa next summer for a missions trip, and while now, with it millions of days away, I am at ease with the choice to go, I am thinking of the months leading up to it, and how flying across the Atlantic Ocean – Alone – will be terrifying.  How the irrational fears jump up inside me and that voice in my head – The one that sounds like Morgan Freeman (Because he narrates my life, even the bad parts) – says “Don’t do it.  You know better.  You leave these walls, you leave your shelter.”

So what do I do?

Do I go back to my doctor, and tell her the crazy pills she put me on aren’t working – in fact they have made me worse to the point of where I have stopped taking them completely, and now the paranoia, depression, and anxiety is crushing?

Do I just run more? and harder?

Do I wallow?

Jason wants me to go back to the doctor.  I think he is right, but at the same time taking those meds is like putting in ear plugs at a concert.  You can still hear the music, but it’s muffled  and the moment isn’t the same.  I don’t want to lose bits and pieces of myself because of this condition.

I barely slept last night – like I can tell you exactly every time I looked at the clock and I saw every hour of my sleepless night shown in red glowing numbers.  I barely slept knowing I would write this post, and all the people from my past that still read this blog to snicker, or write hateful, hurtful comments (which is why I approve every comment now, because I was deleting upwards of 10-15 a day from people.. I know who they are because they have IP addresses that give their secrets away), or those who tell other people in their lives how horrible I am, and then it gets back to my husband.

He is the real victim in this.  He wasn’t made privy to my carelessness for my own existence.  He wasn’t given the full scope of what he was legally binding himself to.  He says he doesn’t care, and that he loves me anyway, but I can see the draining tiredness in his eyes when I say – for the millionth time – I’m just sad.

So I am trying something new, today, in fact.

photoI love this shirt I am wearing.  It’s a great color, comfortable fabric, looks good with jeans or dress pants (and most likely a skirt too, but I’m covered in mosquito bites, so until tights can be worn, I’ll never know).  I think it fits me well, and judging by this forced smile in my picture, I like how I look in it.

I ran 10 miles on Friday.  10 miles.  Depending on who is reading this, 10 miles might be a warm up for you, or something you never think you will accomplish.  But I did it anyways.

I’m in my last semester before my internship starts in the Spring.  As long as I pass the Praxis II in October – I will be venturing into a new career – which is both terrifying and amazing at the same time.

Today is my Dad’s 61st Birthday.  He is truly a rock on which I lean a lot.  I need to remember his strength and faith when I forget my own.

I am loved, even if only by few, those people count – and in talent, personality, and character they outweigh the negative people that are no longer in my life.

It’s a process, one I am trying to get the hang of.


Tuesday Things

  • I had a dentist appointment this morning, and of course that meant that last night I was flossing like a crazy person and brushing my teeth with bleach (not really).  I hate going to the dentist because there are no secrets with the dentist.  They know if you are lying when you say “Yes I floss daily and brush morning and night”.  They can tell because your gums, if they are bad, give it away.  Luckily for me I wasn’t bad at all.  She even said “Nice Job”.  WAHOOO.  But I still have a cavity.  Jerkface Mouth.  So I go back on Monday for that to be taken care of.
Me at the Dentist.

Me at the Dentist.

  • I had another great run yesterday.  I’m thinking the more I run, the better/easier it seems.  SO I think I am going to focus on running and then strength train like one muscle group each day with my run.  Today will be 4 miles and Arms.   I’m thinking 3 sets of 15 reps each of : Shoulder presses, wide grip rows, bicep curls, and tricep dips.  That sounds good.
4 miles in 41'55" & Cooldown

4 miles in 41’55″ & Cool down – Yesterday

  • I’m feeling really good about yesterday – Everything was tracked, there was no random snacking, and I closed out my day on MyFitnessPal – so that everyone could see my food diary.  I think when I run like I did yesterday I just feel full of endorphin’s and good vibes that I am not looking for the fullness from food.  I think I am reaching that point where I am not freaking out about every calorie and only fueling myself.  I mean my cheat meal was a Salad from Chop’t with full fat dressing for crying out loud.  Well there was also a sundae from Nathan’s Dairy Bar, as well, but after a salad for lunch and a salad for dinner I didn’t see the point of not getting dessert :-)
  • Did we all see the official Duchess Kate Photographs?  Yeah her husband and the other future king are in there too, but also… LUPO!!!  YAY Puppy Love!  Also because he looks like an all black version of my puppy Blarney the Wonder Dog.  (Yes, that is his full name.)
  • I want to do a giveaway but I am not sure what I should giveaway… My friendship?  I’m poor.

Give it to me:

  • What should my giveaway be?
  • What are you doing to be active today?
  • Did you see my Guilt Free Fried Rice Recipe Review?  IT’S YUMMY.


Oh yeah and a week from today I am back in school.  LORDY time flies.