Showing posts with label everyday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label everyday. Show all posts

Monday, January 21, 2013

What I'm Working on Part Deux

{I logged on to write a post for the first time in almost a year, and I found this in my queue from March, 26 2012. I loved my attitude of not being too hard on myself, and am vowing to bring it back, so as a reminder to myself, I am posting it anyway...}

The last time we spoke I wrote about the things that I needed to work on in order to lose the extra weight I've been carrying around for the last few years. I have been working on them, and I was successful for a few weeks. But progress has been at a standstill for the last two weeks.

Truth be told, I was doing really well on eating breakfast, eating every couple of hours, getting sleep and drinking water. But (heeere come the excuses...), my work schedule completely changed. I was working 7a.m. - 3:30 p.m. at the rehab, and then 5 p.m. - 11 p.m. (sometimes 12 a.m. like last night) at the restaurant. I was leaving my house at 6:15 a.m., and not getting home until midnight(-ish) every night! It was exhausting! I had absolutely no time to add in exercise like I had hoped, and had no time to cook. I somehow managed to pull together salads, veggies with dip, fruit, and snacks for my morning shifts, was eating dinner when I got to the restaurant, and still making my protein smoothie for breakfast. So while my eating wasn't horrible, I was sleep deprived (averaging 4 hours per night), not drinking nearly enough water, and obviously not working out.


And my schedule is switching every week. So this past week I have worked mostly night shifts, and overnights. Which screw with my routine, and mood like no other. But alas, spring break at the restaurant is coming to a close in 2 weeks and I can drop down to working 2 days per week (instead of 5), and I should have a set schedule at the rehab starting in May (fingers crossed), so my schedule should be more predictable with a two-week rotation.

Right now, I am just trying to enjoy what I have got going on. I need to just go with it instead of focusing on everything I am doing wrong, and the fact that the scale hasn't moved in my favor in 2 weeks.

I also need not be so hard on myself for not blogging regularly. I thrive on routine, and I just don't have one, so something has got to give. For now it's this space. Because as much as I need the outlet, I also need sleep. Working 70-75 hours per week plus trying to meal plan/cook for myself and Boomer, sleep, do laundry, brush my hair, clean house, and put one foot in front of the other is enough for now.

I need to not be so hard on myself. It isn't all or nothing, my best is enough. And when I am resting on my laurels, I will know. But right now? I know I am not resting on my laurels. I am doing what I can, when I can. And that is enough.

This week I am working/busy at the beginning of the week, and then I am out of town for a girls weekend Friday, Saturday, AND Sunday. I can't remember the last time I had two days off in a row, much less and entire weekend! I am beyond excited! The last several years we've done the Lutsen thing. But, do to life and relationship changes amongst our group O' friends, we elected to do a girls weekend, in a fabulous sweet, in a hotel, in the city! Believe me, there will be plenty of drunken debauchery, only better!! It is going to be an EPIC weekend!!

Exhibit A: Skittles Vodka


Exhibit B: Jolly Rancher Vodka (via my friend Mel)



Saturday, May 14, 2011

23 is the New 15

Remember when I was talking about stifling self-doubt. Yeah well, now we have another problem. I woke up bright an early (well, for me) this morning, and got my butt to the lake for a wog. And before I get to far into my story...

Dear people I live with,

Yes I know it is raining. But I appreciate that you feel the need to tell me that what the weather is like in your incredulous tone whenever I'm leaving the house in my running gear. Not really though, because it makes me feel like you are questioning my ability to see water falling from the sky. I watch the news, I check the weather, I have eyes. They work great. And I have seen rain before, I also assure that as big of a "rhymes with witch" as I am, I will not melt when met with precipitation. You are underestimating my humanity, and my sanity -which I am almost positive I lost the day I signed up for my 10 mile race,but that's besides the point- and I do not appreciate it. But thanks for the forecast.

Love, Hannah

Anyway. Now that that is off my chest. Since talking with my BIL (Brother-in-law), and seeing him again last night at a birthday dinner, and hearing that I've inspired him to start running again, I've felt the need to get my butt in gear. So I made sure to be up before noon to get my wog in before my day of errands, and prep before the night ahead of me. Even though it was raining, and hovering around 45*, I put on my sports bra (which I am coming to thank my lucky stars that I found so early in my running journey), laced up my sneaks, and got myself out the door. Last night before bed I told myself that if it wasn't raining I would work my way around the entire lake walking, and jogging as much as I could handle, but it was, so I stuck to the 15 minutes out, 15 minutes back routine I've been doing for 2 weeks now. During a walking break in the first leg of my morning wog I heard an approaching group of people, as the first few passed me I realized it was a group of teenage boys on some sort of training run, once their entire group was in front of me their coach turned around, and it was none other than my high school crush... AWK.

My initial confidence, and pride that I had been feeling for actually getting out and doing my wog for the second time this week in the rain quickly dissipated, and my cheeks got hot with embarrassment. Which was a lot of embarrassment, because I was freezing! Suddenly I was a 15 year-old again. I immediately turned around, and headed in the other direction, while watching them closely making their way around the other side of the lake to make sure I wouldn't run into them again, only face first this time. I don't think he recognized me because my back was to him, my hood was up, and my stature is considerably larger than it was the last time I saw him back in high school. But I can't shake the embarrassment. And I can't shake being embarrassed for being embarrassed. I never considered the fact that I would run (figuratively, of course) into people I knew way back when, while making my way around the numerous lakes in my city! But being a towny (I use this term loosely since my "town" has a population of over 370,000 people), I have to face that fact. Especially because I live in south Minneapolis, which is a very small community considering how large it is (does that make sense?). It is guaranteed that you will see at least 3 people you know (or knew in a previous lifetime) anytime you go to a south Minneapolis lake in the months of May-September (depending on the weather). And chances are, while I am coasting along in complete oblivion of the world around me in my "Runner's High" (aka trying in desperation not to pass out, and drown in my own sweat) sprinting (dragging) my way around Lake Calhoun, there are bound to be people who will see my jiggly bits jiggling. I'm thinking maybe I'll just run circles around my house instead. Well, at least until my jiggly bits stop jiggling.

Workout: 1.69 miles in 30 minutes. It was more walking than running because I forgot to put on my compression sleeves, my shins hurt, really bad. And so did my pride.


Breakfast: Cinnamon raisin bagel thin, lingonberry preserves, cheddar, a slice of deli ham, and a fried egg. A very berry Chobani Champion, with blackberries. Along with a 50/50 mix of Coconut Water, and O.J.

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Enjoyed while icing my shins to numbness.


The plan for the rest of the day includes a quick trip to the grocery store (my fourth this week), and quite a bit of cooking before heading out for an exciting girl's game night in!

Have a great weekend er'body!!

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

What I Did This Week

I'm working on a much longer, much more emotional, much more motivational post.... But it won't be done for much more time (I know it isn't grammatically correct, sue me). But I wanted to say hi, and let you know I have not run since last Wednesday. In fact, I have done not a lick of exercise since then, and I am not proud of myself. I have been slacking off, and it's time to cut it out. But for now, here is what I did do this week....


Stats from my run on Wednesday


Started a new book


Post run tropical smoothie!


Trader Joes' Orange chicken, brown rice, and green beans

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Helping with Audrey's Spa themed birthday party


Making s'mores on the fire pit

There was also some work, a birthday breakfast for one of my really good friends, doing my sister's hair, and a raging game of kickball with the neighborhood kids! My abs, quads, and calves are killing me today! Who knew kickball was such a workout?! I don't ever remember being sore the day after a recess time game of kickball in 4th grade!

I slept most of the day today, don't judge me. It was a late night. I'm gonna go run some errands now, and then make use of a Groupon for dinner tonight! I'll be back in the morning with a run stats post, and a weigh-in update! Have a great night ya'll!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Light-Headed Legs

Good afternoon friends!

I hope ya'll are had a great weekend!

My weekend was uneventful. My sleep schedule was all out of whack, so Sunday I slept until 3:30 p.m., got up, showered, dressed, and went to work. Work was reeaally slow, but I got a 17-top at 9:40 p.m. (20 minutes before close), of out of towners wanting to just sit and have a couple drinks, so I let them. If I was gonna be at work, I might as well make money! So I didn't leave until after 11:30 p.m., which was not as late as I was expecting! Cha-Ching!

Breakfast... which was more like lunch because I rolled out of bed around 11:30...IMG_0540.JPGIMG_0542.JPG

2 over easy eggs, hashbrowns, 2 sausages, and 1/2 a whole wheat strawberry muffin with lingonberry preserves, and a side of pineapple. I also had a small glass of orange juice, but I literally had a sip before I was over it.

The weather in Minneapolis is less than stellar. My theory that waiting until May to train would be perfect because it would be warm enough everyday for me to not make excuses, but I was wrong. It was 34* today when I was ready to head out for my wog. THIRTY FOUR DEGREES. That is 2 degrees above freezing. It was lame. But I knew if I didn't go today, if I didn't start today, I would keep putting it off, keep putting it off, and then I would look at the calendar and realize there was no way I was going to have enough time to train. And then I would quit, and fall into a downward spiral of self-loathing, self-hatred, embarrassment, and self-destruction. And I'm not down with that. So, I did it. I don't regret it yet, but that's because my toes are still at the "so cold they're numb," stage and not the "OMG, WTH was I thinking, my toes are on fire," stage.

Workout: 5 min warm-up walk. 60 second run, 90 second walk, repeat until 30 total minutes. I lost track of the time a few times, but I tried to make up for it by addign on 10 seconds of running every time, as well as running the last 1:30. And, drummroll please....


My very first Garmin Picture!! I got my Garmin on Friday, and have been holding my breathe until I could use it! It made my wog much easier to keep track of, especially because I am wogging according to time, not distance. I completed 1.79 miles in 30:15, which is about an average 16:00 minute mile. But my max speed was a 9 minute mile, which is cray-cray! This wog actually felt good. I was never too out of breathe (my lungs did start to hurt around minute 20, but I think it was the cold air), and even though I was freezing, and my legs went all numb and light-headed (can legs feel light-headed?), it was doable. And as long as it warms up (it is supposed to), I should complete my workouts with ease this week.

After my wog with Boom-Boom (who basically told me my workout was too easy), I made us smoothies for lunch.

Lunch: I was going for a chocolatey, peanut buttery smoothie. Something that tasted like a Reese's peanut butter cup, but I added too much banana, and not enough chocolate. So Boomtastic, and I decided it was more of an elvis smoothie!


(Ignore my lizard hands, and chipped nail polish please)

Elvis Smoothie for 2

1 Banana, frozen

2 Tblsp crunchy peanut butter

2 Tblsp Vanilla protein powder

2 tsp cocoa powder

2 Tblsp Chia Seeds

1 Cup milk

4 Ice cubes

Put it all in a blender, and Whirl until smooth

This smoothie was good, but not what I was craving...

Afterwards I stretched a little (probably not enough), enjoyed my smoothie, uploaded pics for this post, read blogs, and watched Dr. Oz (do you like The-Oz? I love him, did you see today's ep.? The Dukan Diet sounds like a crock!).


I'm about to hop in the shower, and get ready for Boom-diddily's softball game. And probably find something else to eat... But I will leave you with this hottness until next time...IMG_0549.jpg

(yes, I do spill on myself on a daily basis)