Friday, September 27, 2013

Tailgating and Sunflowers

Happy Friday Bleeps!

I don't know about you, but when I'm sick I'm not hungry. I generally know when I am starting to feel better because I have a huge appetite. I was sick for almost two weeks and then yesterday at work we had a Tailgating party...FOOD!

I remember fondly reading the email that said "Fran will be making his BBQ"...I started drooling right there.

All day I was just a little too excited. I wanted to smart though. I know that I was going in to it coming off being sick. It's hard enough to control my eating when there are piles of food in front of me, but to try and do it knowing I would be abnormally hungry would be tough.

So my plan was to make sure that I was eating little snacks throughout the day. I did not want to go the party hungry.

The big draw is always the Kegs. I don't drink beer. I very rarely drink alcohol. It's not always fun for those of us who don't to stay and hang with those who do. I didn't want to stay late anyway and I had some work that I needed to check on before I left. So I planned to only stay for a half hour.

When we walked outside they were still setting up so we walked over to the kegs. Everyone were filling their cups while I looked for something else to drink. I found some green iced tea.



I spied Fran and kept my eye on his progress. I WANT BBQ!  Time was flying and I realized that I needed to eat because I needed to get back to my desk. There were chips and a tomato pie (cold sicilian pizza minus the cheese) and soft pretzels. I think the hot dogs were ready, but I prepared for my BBQ hover...it worked! I was one of the first to grab a pulled pork sandwich...soooo worth the wait.

I had a scoop of mac'n' cheese and some pasta salad (with lots of different veggies in it). I was good. But then I saw Ms. Gina walk in with her pumpkin spice rice crispie treats. Um...YES PLEASE. When I went to the table I saw the trays of jalapeno poppers...for real? there were three ginormous trays and I can't remember the last time I had one...I took a couple.

I was a little nervous. I was eating my dinner before 4:30. I was worried that I would get hungry again at 8 or something. And I did. So I had some crackers.

The night before it took me an hour and a half to get home so I checked in on my work issue and logged out. Time to get on the road.  I had a thought...I would stop in the Sunflower field for pictures on my way home. It's not going to last much longer.



It was worth the stop. I wish I had done it sooner. It was still beautiful, but they are starting to wither.  The funny thing is that I have driven by this field twice a day for weeks. I have seen the people walking around in it. And yet I was shocked when I got up close. They sunflowers came up to my waist. I'm so used to giant sunflowers. I expected them to be higher (even though I saw dozens of people in comparison). I felt like a giant walking around.

It was so beautiful. I could not stop smiling. I would love to have a field of sunflowers of my own one day. It's very romantic.




The irony is that last night was the first day I felt good enough to go to the gym. So I knocked out some push ups when I got home. I have a challenge with someone and I need to get back in shape so that I can kick his butt!

The good news is that tonight I finally made it back to the gym. I got a good two mile walk in and a lot more push ups. :-)


Have a Blessed Night.

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Thursday, September 26, 2013

Mirror Mirror On the Wall...


Hello my Lovelies and Gents,

I seem to be amazed at what I see in the mirror these days. I spend a lot of time looking at myself. I don't even recognize the woman looking back at me anymore.  Where is the Former Fat Girl?

My mom and grandmom keep commenting on how skinny my face is. Well I don't see it that often unless I'm looking in a mirror. But, I do see it when I look there. I am shocked when I see pictures from last year. I can see a difference in my face from just that short time ago. And when I look at pictures from a couple of years ago I am shocked. I was well into my journey at that time and thought I looked really good. I did, but man, my hard work is paying off. I look even Better now!

Since I can't see my face all day long, what I do look at are my hands. I can see the weight loss in my hands. There is NO fat in them. I can even see them in pictures from a couple of years ago and see how much skinnier they are now.

The morning Hannah and I were leaving for the Expo before the race I put on my jeans and my new favorite light sweatshirt. As I was in the bathroom I walked past the full length mirror and immediately thought "is it a trick mirror?" LOOK AT MY BUTT!  OMG my legs and butt looked so small. SO small. Confession: I found a billion reasons to go into that bathroom. I must have walked by that mirror about a couple dozen times...no exaggeration.

Hannah took a picture of me on the Mechanical sneaker at the Expo just as I had climbed on. It's a shot from behind. My butt looks tiny!  Muscular and tiny!  I look at this picture a little too much.

After the race last week, when we were walking towards Arby's I saw this woman in the window. She looked good. And familiar. It was me. And the first thought through my mind was "MAN I look skinny!" DANG!  I could see the curves of my hips and waist!  For so many years they were covered with big baggy sweatshirts.

Since I have been sick I have been able to wear more of my underwear. I have some lovely pairs that I cannot wear when I workout. Saturday I was wearing a small fun pair. I had just put my long sleeve shirt on and saw myself in the mirror. The shirt covered most of my upper body. Only a small section of my belly was showing. I just kept looking at the
exposed area. My Thighs!  So thin!

Shortly after the race I got my email that some of the official pix from the race were available. I don't always love my race pictures. I can be bloated. My belly is jiggling up and down. The race belts and shirts I wear tend to find their way north.  This time I was simply amazed at what I saw. Okay sure, there was some motion that wasn't flattering, but I look GOOD!  I look FIT!  I look like an ATHLETE!

I also have a tab for the March race on the same page. For fun I looked over those pictures. Six months later and I can see a difference. WOW. And for giggles, I just pulled up the pix from last year's Philly race. Amazing. My transformation is simply amazing.

Dropping massive amounts of weight in short periods of time is not the ideal way to do it. While making it a much slower pace can be frustrating, it's so much easier to keep it off. I have busted my ass this year and it shows.

I can't wait to see what I will look like next year!

Have a Blessed Night.

You can still make pledges to my Run for Autism even though the race is over:


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****Please note****

If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.

jhendersonfit@gmail.com

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Random Wednesday: Bagels, Sunflowers, and Chocolate

Happy Random Wednesday Bleeps!

Today was Breakfast Club day. It was Ms. Liz' turn to bring in breakfast and she asked if I had any preference of a bagel from Panera. I have always wanted to try their French Toast bagel. So she got me one and it was yummy.  A definite treat. It shall be reserved for special occasions.

Thank you Ms. Liz.

Next week it's my turn and I haven't really thought about what I am bringing in yet.

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I live by Longwood Gardens and pass it every day on my way to and from work. There is a field next to the road that they rotate crops every year. This year they planted sunflowers. I pass a gigantic field of sunflowers twice a day. Now every time I pass there are a bunch of cars pulled over to the side and people are in the fields taking pictures. I want to pull over so bad, but I'm not generally wearing shoes that I want to wear in a field.

I don't know how long it will last, but this has been such a pleasant and beautiful surprise. They should do it every year.

*****

This weekend is my Uncle's Celebration Service.  The service will be followed with an Italian Feast. Not gonna lie, got a little excited when I heard that.

*****

It's school fundraiser time. There was a packet going around today for gourmet chocolates and pizzas. It was tough to resist, but I did.

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Have you tried Kale Chips? I'm intrigued. I'm going to try making some soon.

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Back in college I indulged in a little guilty pleasure...it was my Danielle Steele phase.  Often the novels took place in Carmel, CA. That made me smile...mostly because it was close enough to caramel.

Now in the mornings I pass a sign for Cartmel. Close enough. I pretty much have caramel on the brain.

*****

So we are signed for the Baltimore Running Festival in a couple of weeks. Headphones are discouraged. I get it, I really do. They want you to really feel the run. But,  I need my music. I'm going to step out of my comfort zone and obey the rules.  It's going to be hard. I figure I will either have my fastest time (because I'm just trying to get it over with) or it will be my slowest time ever.

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Have you ever seen 19 Kids and Counting on TLC?  I know lots of people have opinions about this family.  I would like to make an observation though. What are the odds of having 19 kids and none of them are overweight? I would say it has a lot to do with the fact that they aren't sitting around playing video games, but are actually being very active.

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One of the gents that I work with, Mr. Mario, just came back from Columbia. And he brought me some more chocolate. I believe I have talked about it before, but omg if you have never had any you must!  It's not like Hershey chocolate (which is fabulous). He brought me two packs of it. Each pack has 12 bars...let's see how long I can make this last.

*****

Have a Blessed Night.

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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

The Boob Tube

Hello Beautiful People,

Welcome to the new Fall TV Line-up. The Former Fat Girl used to love this. What new wonderful TV shows did the Fall bring? Schedules would be drawn up so that she didn't miss anything. It was particularly distressing when two shows came on at the same time and she had to choose.

I do not have DVR and I fear that I would never leave my bed if I did. I have mentioned before how I used to record my soap operas. I could very easily spend every hour after school in front of the TV. And most days I did.

It seems like every year I seem to phase away from new shows. Last year I was super excited about one show. And I still love it, Elementary. But, it's on at 10 and I'm not good for 10pm shows. So more often then not I watch it later online or on-demand. 

This year I was shocked. There really wasn't any show that I am super excited about. In fact, there's no new show that I plan on watching. I have enjoyed Cold Justice on TNT, but I'll live if I don't watch it. Slowly, but surely, I seem to be phasing out shows. I don't have the premium channels so I don't watch the most talked about shows. And really there is no show that I can't wait until the next day or week to watch on-demand at this point. In fact, two shows that I do like are on tonight and I'm skipping them. I adore The New Girl and The Mindy Project. But, I missed them last week so I'll wait and catch up on them later.

It helps that there are so many Reality shows on and I'm not really a big fan. I like a few, but not too many. And I don't find myself stopping everything to watch. Honestly, I watch more sports than anything else.

Okay, so I am newly addicted to Castle, but that's on syndication and all over the place so I don't feel the need to watch the new ones the minute they come on. And again, that's another 10pm show. The Office is over. *Insert SAD face*. 

I like this. I like not feeling attached to my TV.  My summer workouts are so much better since I'm not generally worried getting home in time to get ready to watch a show.  And now it looks like it can continue. Don't get me wrong, I love a couple 8pm shows, The Big Bang Theory and I adore Hart of Dixie, but I can wait to watch them online.

That was another worry I had while I was sick and working from home. I didn't want to get hooked on daytime TV. No worries though, the only show I like during the day is Ellen. The rest I can do without. 

For the record, I am excited for whenever the new season of The Biggest Loser. I miss Bob Harper!

Besides giving up soda this is probably the biggest change for me.  This is what they mean by a lifestyle change. I'm not on a diet. I'm changing my lifestyle. 

Have a Blessed Night.

You can still make pledges to my Run for Autism even though the race is over:


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****Please note****

If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.

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Monday, September 23, 2013

Almost back to normal

Happy Monday Bleeps!

Guess who is almost back to normal! Well as close to normal as I can get. And let me just say that being sick for a week SUCKS big time.

I was finally feeling better on Friday. I was so happy when I woke up. It was short lived. By lunch I was drained and congested again. By the time 5 o'clock rolled around I was crawling to my car.  I considered stopping somewhere for soup or something on my way home, but after sitting in rush hour traffic I really just wanted to get home and put on my pjs.

Dang it. I was soooo close to being better!

I made a little pasta for dinner and then climbed into bed. I had cancelled plans to go away for the weekend and only had rest with the hopes of a walk on the schedule.

Saturday morning I woke up super congested and very agitated. I didn't get a restful sleep. And so I decided to stay in for the day. My walk would have to wait. If I was feeling better later I wanted to get out my winter clothes, but I would take it easy and just stay in bed as much as I could.

And so I put in dvd after dvd. They were light and silly and I was happy to laugh along. Mentally it was tough though. As much as I enjoyed my hours and hours of rest and laziness it was driving me crazy. How many days did the Former Fat Girl do this? Too many to count. Can I ever have a lazy day again without worrying that I will fall into old habits?

I enjoyed my movies very much, but I was itching to get out for a walk/run. I wanted to do SOMETHING.  But, I know my body. When I get sick like this it's generally from pure exhaustion. So I need to wait until I'm 100% to get back out there. Otherwise I will just have a set back. And that will drive me even more crazy.

For the most part I really wasn't hungry, but the laying around doing nothing was a trigger. I wanted food even though I didn't need it. I had to repeatedly remind myself that I wasn't really burning any calories. I couldn't eat my normal meals. I had to tone it down a little.

Sunday morning I woke up and practically jumped out of bed. I felt soooo much better. It worked! All of my rest paid off. I got ready and went to church. Then I stopped at the grocery store before heading to Starbucks. I woke up with an appetite. That's generally my big sign that I am getting better. HOLLA. So I got a multigrain bagel and iced green tea. When I was done I came home for some football. I was feeling good.

For dinner I went over to visit Grandmom. She made soup and had gotten some pork roll for me. Yum. The soup was delicious. Vegetables and ground bison. Very happy that she sent me home with a container. I was there a little while before I was hit with exhaustion again. I guess I wasn't 100% yet.

So this morning I got up and headed into the office. I grabbed my gym bag very optimistically. I would go light. I haven't worked out since the race. It's been a week. And I'm still on the weak side. I had hoped for either a light weights night or just a small walk on the treadmill. But, I saw a 4:30 meeting on my schedule and realized it probably wasn't going to happen. My meeting didn't let out until almost 6 and that's too late for me to head over. Besides, I spent all day talking and out of bed. Baby steps. We'll try again tomorrow.

The bonus in all of this is that I lost 3 lbs. #SilverLinings

Have a Blessed Night.

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Sunday, September 22, 2013

Baptisms: New Beginnings

Hello My Lovelies and Gents,

Time for a Sing A-Long...

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you  


Haha. A couple of weeks ago was a very moving day in church. It was a special day. It was Baptism Day. You could sign up ahead of time and prepare something to say or you could decide day of that you wanted to be Baptized. It's a very emotional day.  It's not easy to stand up there and share your story with everyone. And so to put everyone at ease the Pastors had a little fun with us. 

First, the youth Pastor came in a la Duck Dynasty. He was dressed up like one of the guys and had us sing a song that would keep ducks away from the Baptismal Pool. So we all stood up and sang Singing in the Rain. But there was a twist. After every chorus he would add a body movement that we had to do during the next chorus. By the end of the song there were a hundred people with thumbs up, knees bent, knees together, butt out, head up, and tongues out. It was silly, but it lightened the mood and took everyone out of their comfort zones.

Then, we sang Sweet Home Alabama. What?  I just about died laughing when I saw the lyrics come on the screen. First thought: Love this Song!  Second thought: Seriously?  Have you ever been to a Lynyrd Skynyrd concert? I have. Pretty much a very different crowd than most churches. But, there are some good lyrics in there.

When it was time for people to get up and tell their stories it was very emotional. I am new to this church and only knew some of them in passing. For the most part they had all gone through some terribly troubling times and I felt honored to be hearing their stories.  The whole time I kept thinking, I want to do it today. I want to get up there and get baptized. But, something held me back. There were a few reasons I didn't. First, I would really like to think about what I want to say when I get up there. I think we all know how emotional I am and I'm going to cry. So at least let me read from a script. Second, I was wearing a dress. I didn't mind about it getting wet, but I wasn't sure they had enough towels to dry me off. And third, I didn't have any friends or family with me. And that's something I would want to share with them.  And so I decided that if I am still in the area the next time they do it, I will sign up. I have already started writing what I want to say.

Baptism means many things to different people. Growing up I thought everyone felt the same way about it that I did. Then when I moved down South I was amazed at all of the different thoughts and opinions that all of my Christian friends had.

One way to look at is is that a Baptism is sort of a new beginning. A life-changing new beginning.  That's kind of how I feel about my life over the past 7 or so years. I was reborn. I had a new beginning. I committed myself to living a healthy and fit life.  

The process was a lot like the service we had before the Baptisms. I has to step out of my comfort zone and face myself.

One day after the service I was walking with Ms. Tracey and telling her my thoughts about what I wanted to say about myself:

After growing up in the Northeast and living there for so many years it was a culture shock when I moved to the South. I had so many open and frank conversations with people of all denominations regarding Christianity. One of the things that always struck me was that I heard over and over again about the day someone was 'reborn'. Sometimes, but not all times, there were tragic moments in that person's life before they had a big moment with God. I was always sort of jealous. I had never had that big moment with God. It took a lot for me to realize that it was because I always knew He was with me.

*Stay with me on this Please*

My life has been one big question mark for the past 6 years. I haven't always known what I was meant to do or where I was to be.  Almost daily I would ask God "Okay God, what do you want me to do?" And practically like a movie, the answers would be presented in front of my face. As in practically dropped in my lap or smack me in the head. The problem is that it was not always the answer I wanted to hear, for various reasons.  Sometimes I didn't feel ready. Sometimes I didn't feel strong enough. Sometimes I simply wanted something else.

This is sort of how it was for the Former Fat Girl. I think there's this misconception. People seem to think that there is going to be some big magical moment and then everything is just going to get easy and the weight is just going to fall off. Temptations will be a thing of the past. Couch to 5Ks will happen overnight. 

Not to burst any bubbles or anything, but these magical moments just don't happen. The temptations will still be there. It's all about making the right choices. 

Not everyone has the tragic moments that lead to the big revelation either. Not everyone is going to have that big moment that makes them realize "I need to make this change NOW." It could come on a smaller scale. You just have to be ready and strong enough to recognize that moment. When your 'fat' jeans are too tight. When you find out your cholesterol is too high. When you find it difficult to grocery shop without getting winded.

Whatever it takes and whenever it happens, when you start your New Beginning, it'll be worth it. It may not be easy, but it'll be worth it.


Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Alabama

 

Have a Blessed Night.

You can still make pledges to my Run for Autism even though the race is over:


http://www.firstgiving.com/fundraiser/jennifer-henderson-6/RNRPhilly13

****Please note****

If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.

jhendersonfit@gmail.com

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Post Race - Part 4

Hello Beautiful People,

4 am came mighty early last Sunday. Even though I had gone to bed early I couldn't get up right away. I snoozed a little. Soon I was up and ready to tackle the day...and in the shower. The bonus is that I remembered to shave while I was in there. HOLLA!  No need for sparks.

I forgot to mention that Hannah and I had been discussing our post workout/runs stink. She suggested that I use a men's deodorant. So we stopped on our way home on Saturday and I picked some up. I lathered it on Sunday morning and smelled very manly. Look out Ladies!

I had done a test run on the outfit for the day. I love my new pleated running skirt. I had tried on the new running jersey that is a medium. I didn't love it with the skirt. And so in the test run I wore the one from March. It was a large. And it was a little on the big side so I wore a white camisole underneath it. When I had done the trial run it was after work. My body is so different in the morning.  I liked the medium. And it was a little on the loose side. For the record, the Large was on the snug side in March :-)

For some reason I couldn't find the camisoles that I liked that morning and could only find one of my older ones. I put it on under the medium. The skirt looked cute. The only problem I have is that the draw string makes me look like I have an outtie belly button.  I put on my white and blue knee socks and my guitar earrings. Let's get ready to Rock'n'Roll!

We left a little later than I had hoped, but there is no one on the road so it's not a big deal. We were parked within an hour. I love this parking garage. $5 all day on weekends. Thanks to Mr. Wil for telling me about it for last year's race. The day before I got a spot on the ground level. Sunday we were parked on level 7. And guess what. One of the elevators was broken. Um..No big deal before the race, but So not looking forward to after.

We stopped at the fountain for my now second-annual pre-race photo.


 I love walking towards the start line with the sea of people. That fires me up. It was a tad chilly but I was bouncy. I had mentioned that we found out that our cousins Laura and Tommy were also running. I knew Laura was two corrals in front of me so I thought we would look for them there. But, the funniest thing happened. By some miracle I looked over to the left just as we were approaching the start line. And there on the median stood Laura, Tommy, and their dad, Tom. Seriously? What are the odds of that happening? 19,000 runners...10,000 spectators...and I find them!


We were waiting for their mom, Mary Ellen, and Aunt, my cousin Amy, to arrive. And before we knew it the race was getting ready to start. So we stood before the start line and watch the runners take off. Before the runners there were to racers in wheel chairs. #inspiring

After the race started Laura, Tommy, and I walked towards the corrals. We found an opening in the gates and decided to wait there until it was our turn. We left Hannah and Tom so we knew where to look for them running by.


At the finish line there are designated Letter areas to make meeting up easy. We chose L.

Tommy went first. Then Laura. And soon it was my turn. I had trained for this pace, but wanted to hang at the back of the corral. That didn't happen though. My feet jumped right in.

I like to take pictures of the start line, but I also wanted to put my phone away so that I would have a free hand. Dang it. I want that picture!

And we're off!

I knew where to look for Hannah and Tom, but I didn't see them. Although they saw me :-)

Okay, so I started running. I couldn't seem to slow down to put my phone away. haha. I finally managed around mile 2. I figured I had already taken the scenic pictures last year. I was focused on maintaining my pace. In fact, I was almost past Independence Hall before I knew it.

I was also having some wardrobe malfunctions. The straps to my camisole kept falling down. The body of the camisole was riding up. I was distracted and kept trying to pull it down. At one point I considered slipping my arms out of the straps and shimmying out of it.  The thought of me leaving it on the streets made me giggle. But, I'm not a litter bug so I kept it on.

I was on mile 3 still maintaining when I heard it. I heard the distinct sound of basketballs. Dr. Dribble was coming up behind me! Quick get your phone out! I literally couldn't move fast enough.  I barely got him, but I know he's there.







There was a water stop during mile 4 that made me cringe. It was a gatorade stop too. I got sprayed with some as people were tossing their cups to the side. First of all, shout out to the Gatorade people. LOVED the bigger cups for gatorade.

There were signs all over saying no parking during that time. Dummies who parked there had cars splattered in Gatorade. Dudes, Read The Signs!

One of the issues I have in races is my dry throat. So I carried a water bottle with me. I drank sparingly, but I was able to keep running because I didn't have that dry throat. I would fill it with a cup of water at every water stop.

Okay so before we parted there was discussion of Hannah and Tom standing by the fountain which is at the beginning of mile 5. I was waiting for my mile 5 energy boost to hit feeling like I needed to slow down. And then I started looking for them. They weren't there. :-(

And then just as I rounded the circle I saw them! Amy and Mary Ellen were there too. OH I needed that. I saw them first and was waving madly. When they saw me I just lit up and felt their support.


So around mile 5 I was having the debate in my head. What do I do. Keep running? Slow it down? I had told a friend, Jenn, that I would be at a specific area around 10am. I was on pace for it. It was a really REALLY good pace for me. But, I had not trained this way. My brain was screaming slow down. Take a break. My body would not listen.

On mile 6 there was internal screaming in my head.

Brain: Slow it down!  You don't want an injury!
Body: DO YOU WANT THIS JENNIFER?
Brain: Slow it down!
Body: DO YOU WANT THIS?

YES I DO!

And so I kept it up. But then I started to panic. I wasn't going to make it to see Jenn on time. I was off by 7-8 minutes. What? How did that happen?  And then I realized that I had the mile marker wrong. I was off by half a mile. So really I was only off by a few minutes.

My steadfast rule for all races is that I don't run through water stops. The ground is wet and there are cups everywhere. I have slid on them before and pulled muscles. So coming up to the stop on mile 9 which is the fuel stop I prepared to slow down. My hamstring was getting tight and I needed to get some rest in.

A lot happened at once. Right before the stop I came across my friend Ken, who was running in his first race. And then as I got my energy gel pack there was a kid in the middle of the road saying "Free Hugs"...so I got one. I think I was the first to do it because his friends couldn't believe it.

Just as I was turning the corner I heard my name. Jenn was there! YEAH.  I ran over for another hug. How the heck am I seeing all of these people? I love my supporters!

I had planned to walk across the bridge that crosses the Schuylkill River. It was my time to text Hannah where I was to let her know when to look for me. I love this view.






My hamstring was still feeling tight so I thought I would walk a mile, but I wanted to run. And BAM. Calf cramp. WHAT????  S$***&)*U)$*$()*$ Although it was unlike any calf cramp I had ever had. It was like a calf wiggle. It felt like my calf was slithering like a snake. I do believe I screamed "BANANA!"

I pulled over to stretch it and walked a little more. Every time I attempted to run I could only take 3 steps before it started again. I'm out. I had done so well and then this. It killed my first two mile walk times. Argh. I was able to pick it up on the last two, but not enough.

One of the reasons why I love these races is because of all of the support you get from strangers. I was limping with half mile to go and this guy comes up and puts his arm around me "Only a half mile to go. Come on. You Got This!"

It was killing me. I wanted to run sooooo bad. And I kept trying. And kept getting only 2-3 steps before the cramp. It was so painful. I have seriously defined calves and really wondered if you could see it happening from behind.

So the last .1 miles is up hill and a straight shot to the finish line. I tried to run and couldn't. I was so deflated. I like to finish strong no matter what. Was this going to be the first race I didn't finish running?

And then I saw them. My family was on the side Cheering me on!  Cramp or no cramp I am RUNNING!  I had tears streaming down my face.  It hurt.

I limped over to the food and grabbed as many bananas as I could. I think I ate two before I even left.  I got the rest of my snacks and headed towards Letter L. I got my hugs!  Lots of them. LOVE my family! I'm still waiting for them to send me some group photos. 





My time wasn't want I had hoped for. But I still beat last year's pace by a good time and finished ahead of more people than last year. Mentally I was upset. I was happy to have that medal, but I was disappointed. I know that I could have nailed it if it weren't for the calf.  I'm going to be happy though. I finished in time to see the Headliner concert. Walk Off The Earth was awesome. I had to fight the urge to jump up and down.

While we were watching the concert Kristin and Ken found us. Seriously, I didn't find anyone last year. It was my lucky day.  Even Dr. Dribble was hanging by us.


Hannah and I stayed with the family for a little while visiting and catching up. We talked about running together in future races and just running in the park. I could have stayed all day, but I had to get home for a shower and rest before taking Hannah back home. But first, we had to go stop by the Run for Autism tent.

They were starting to pack up as we were walking up, but they welcomed me with open arms. They gave me my second medal of the day and took some pictures. Since they were closing up they offered us all of the snacks that we wanted. Hello Oreos...I took all three packs!  I also grabbed a bag of pretzels and some water.

The walk back to the car was LONG. LONG. LONG. I was pretty much shuffling along. There was still lots of encouragement with other participants. I love that.

When we got to the fountain I needed to sit. I hadn't sat since I got out of the car. Ahhh...just five more minutes!  We took my post race picture by the fountain. Thank goodness for the most beautiful day. I even got some sunburn.


So ride home was rough. I was hungry. HUNGRY. We hit the oreos. And got super giddy over the grapes that we had packed. I wanted a burger something awful. I was trying to think of a place to stop when we saw a billboard for a Salted Caramel milkshake at Arbys. Um...I know where we can stop!

We stopped for some beef'n'cheddars with curly fries and a shake. OMG. We split the shake and it literally took 30 minutes for us to finish. It was Soooooo good though.

When we got home I showered first. We hadn't made the bed before we left and I was sitting in a towel on my bed joking that I would probably still be sitting there when Hannah got out of the shower. I was. But I had managed to make the bed and put on clothes. It just felt so good to have my feet up. They were sore.

We were running later than I had planned to get on the road, but when you can't move you can't move. And we wanted to stop by Grandmom's so that Hannah could get in a little visit. God Bless that woman. She made stuffed peppers for us. YUM.

It was a long day and a really long drive back to the mountains. But, I did it. And man did I pass out in bed when I got there.

And the icing to the cake? When we got home from the race there was an envelope waiting for me...it was my ACE Certification! :-)  It was a good day!

*Fun fact, I didn't need to pee the whole race! 

Have a Blessed Night.

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Friday, September 20, 2013

Friday Night: Just me and Say Yes To The Dress

Happy Friday Bleeps,

I'm still sick. It's slowly driving me insane. Yesterday when I woke up I could barely breathe. So I worked from home. My medicine finally kicked in around noon and I was super excited. I was possibly going to take a nap for lunch. I needed restful sleep.  I was breathing, but fighting a horrible headache. Basically for the second time this week, as soon as I closed the laptop I laid down and was asleep by 8pm.

I woke up with my alarm feeling refreshed and happy. So I went to work. I probably shouldn't have. I could breathe, but now I was coughing.  I could not wait to get home. I had high hopes of writing my race blog, but that will have to wait until tomorrow (and I don't have any plans other than laying in bed resting so that's most likely going to happen...in fact it may be a 2 post day! I still owe you that other post about church.).

So tonight's plan was to finish the awful book that I was reading. Done. Thank goodness. It was Awful! I probably wouldn't have pushed to finish it if I hadn't just stopped reading another awful book. Bah.

And so here I am watching my Guilty Pleasure 'Say Yes To The Dress'. I'm such a sap. An hour ago was 'Say Yes To The Dress: Bridesmaids' and my heart broke.

First let me say, I'm not sure why I was born a Yankee. I am such a Southern Girl at heart. It's no wonder I fell in love with North Carolina. Maybe that's my great love story in life. If Sex And The City's Carrie had her love affair with New York City, why can't I have my South?  It's no wonder I'm trying to find my way back there. I LOVE the South. I LOVE Lori on 'Say Yes To The Dress Atlanta/Bridesmaids'. I said before that if I were to ever get married I would move heaven and earth to go to her store for a dress and I stand by that. I heart her! 

Okay so in this particular episode that moved me there was a full-figured bride and bridesmaid (I shall call her Belle). The maid of honor was the smaller skinnier sister of the bride. Can you guess where this is going?

Of course they don't have a large selection of dresses for Belle to try on. She finds a dress that she likes. She likes the material. She likes the fit. She's smiling. The sister, doesn't like it and whips out the "I know they are best friends, but I am the maid of honor card". Oh No She Didn't!

And so they keep looking. At one point Belle is in the dressing room crying because she can't fit in most of the dresses. The bride comes in and they hug and then they have this beautiful moment. The bride tells her "The most important thing is that you love yourself. You are beautiful. Now let me hear you say it. Tell me how beautiful you are." And she does. All of the girls pick similar dresses that compliment their bodies and in the end everyone is happy.

It was just so hard to watch. I have been there. I still feel like I am there for the most part. I know it's not fair to just say "Hey skinny girls, please be considerate of the fat girl's feelings and pick a dress that she likes." I mean you can't say "Hey blondes, please be considerate of the brunette girl's feelings". Except that we are talking about body issues. If you can't all pick separate dresses, then you HAVE to consider her feelings. You HAVE to...otherwise that wedding is going to be a living nightmare for her.

I know we all want to look our best, but seriously how can you fight for a dress that will make someone else cry?

I just wanted to crawl into the TV and give her a hug. Instead, I will crawl into bed and go to sleep.

Have a Blessed Night.

You can still make pledges to my Run for Autism even though the race is over:


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If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.

jhendersonfit@gmail.com

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Random Wednesday: Post Race - Part 3

It's Random Wedneday Hola!

So tonight I was originally set to go to Church. I love that my new church extended their Wednesday services. That was before I was feeling not so hot. The scratchy throat is going away, but the sneezing and stuffiness has started. Normally I would toughen up and go, but if I will be going to a memorial service/funeral soon I need to be feeling a little better. And so I came home for rest and more popsicles (already had two).

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Friday night I left work and headed straight up to the mountains. I was spending the night and bringing cousin Hannah back for the race. It was a 2 hour ride no traffic, but it was Friday night. My bladder was about to burst so I stopped at a travel plaza. I am not one to use a bathroom without buying something. So dang it, I got a grilled chicken wrap from Burger King. I'll be happy that it was a decent option, but I'm annoyed at how many times I have eaten fast food this year. I was doing so well.

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I was hoping to meet up with Ms. Carol and her girls for lunch on Monday when I took Hannah back, but instead we decided that I would come up for a long weekend in October...for the Apple and Cheese Festival!  I can only say that it sounds like heaven. Is there any better festival?  Apple and CHEEEESE!

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When I arrived at the house dinner was ready. Mr. Henry has outdone himself again. There was roasted chicken, potatoes, and an amazing stewed cabbage. I'm not sure what the cabbage was marinated in, but I want to marry it. It was unbelievably delicious.

Naturally I was in a panic all day Saturday that I would be gassy.  Good News: I was okay.

For dessert we had haagen dazs. I had half vanilla and half coffee. YUM.

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I forgot to mention that when I left work it was nice and hot. I was wearing a pretty purple sundress (for Purple Friday...Holla for the Ravens win!) and jean jacket. When I got out to go to the bathroom it was 80 billion below zero...well that's what it felt like. So my brain is running all over the place about being too cold on Sunday for the race. Ack!  What would I do?

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While I was there we discovered that our cousins Laura and Tommy would be running on Sunday too. YEAH! That was so exciting. Hannah would have family to hang with during the race and I would have more family to hug at the finish line.

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Saturday morning we got up and on the road fairly early. We made one potty stop which happened to have a Starbucks..shocking...I didn't want a lot of caffeine. I didn't want to worry about staying up that night. But, I needed some to wake me up for the rest of the drive.

Very excited to see the Salted Caramel Mocha back on the board. YES PLEASE!  If only...what she made me was a Salted Caramel Macchiato...um...not the same. I didn't really want to wait around for her to fix it. It wasn't bad...it just wasn't mocha.

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Hannah and I got to the Expo at a decent time. We decided to go in before we went for lunch. The plan was to stay for 2 hours...it was more like 3..doh. Too much to see!  By the time we left I was STARVING. So we went across the street to the Reading Terminal Market for lunch. I wanted french toast, but we decided on Mac'n'cheese and chicken tenders for dinner so instead I got a breakfast sandwich. I got an english muffin with egg, cheese, and pork roll...mmm...and a hash brown. You know, carbs and all.

*We opted for the Dinosaur nuggets at dinner


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After we picked up my race packet we walked into the expo and right to the race goodies. I saw a shirt that I loved immediately. It was a running shirt with a logo that I loved. But, I would wait and see if I still wanted it later.

So then we walked over to the Brooks Run Happy Island. They had a mechanical shoe, like a mechanical bull, and some other things. We wanted that sneaker though!  The line was long. So we went back in and I looked at the shirts again. I found a men's long sleeve shirt that I loved too and so I tried them on. The men's shirt won. I would wear that one more often.

Then we headed back and got in line. I saw people falling off of the shoe left and right. It didn't look that bad, how could these people not stay on?  I worried about my ankle, but dang it, I wanted to do it. 

Hannah went first. She rocked. She didn't fall off. Challenge received.

I wasn't sure I could climb on by myself. The guy offered to kneel down and let me step on his knee. When I got on I felt like my hips were going to dislocate. I do not have long legs. But they are strong. All of those leg presses paid off. I was not thrown off either! GO ME!

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During the days leading up to the race I discovered Dr. Dribble. He liked a bunch of my pictures on instagram. So I followed him. Dude has run half and full marathons while dribbling 2 basketballs. He's fun to follow.

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We did well at the expo. Of course we hit up the freebies. Hannah got a free Brooks t-shirt. I got a free Brooks bag. Then we went to one table and I won a blinker. Woo Woo. I can hook it to my clothes and it's a light that will blink in the dark for me. 

One of the things on my list was to renew my Women's Running magazine. Last year I subscribed while I was there and got a free shirt. This year I got a sweeeet headband. It's my new favorite.

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It was a great day and Hannah and I were beat. Seriously, we were tired at 3pm. No worries about falling asleep. We did our nails and watched Golden Girls. It was a wonderful Girls Night. :-) 

See ya at 4am Hannah!

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Have a Blessed Night.

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Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Post Race - Part 2

Happy Tuesday Bleeps,

I had hoped to write about the race today, but not tonight. I ended up working from home today. My throat started to feel super scratchy last night and when I woke up it felt horrible. That plus my sore calf and I needed a day in bed.

It was a hard day to get through. Emotionally there is a lot going on and physically my body is tired. I needed a day of doing nothing, but my brain doesn't like it. I want to be at the gym. I was talking with a friend about workouts. He's lifting tonight. I thought that maybe I could lift at home tonight too. I have weights. That was my workout plan for the gym anyway. And then after my 5th popsicle (sugar free of course) and when I got back from lunch and couldn't keep my eyes open I reminded myself that I need rest.

While I enjoy the rest part of working from home, I don't enjoy the food. I tend to want to eat all day. I'm working. I'm by myself. I want to eat. It was very hard to stop myself. I limited it, but it was hard. It was especially hard because emotionally it was a rough day.

My uncle passed away this afternoon. There were a lot of tears shed this afternoon. Next month was to be the celebration for his and my aunt's 50th Anniversary. I adore my Aunt Patty and my Uncle Joe. They were the cutest you've ever seen. And their travels were amazing. It feels like every month I would hear "Did you hear where Patty and Joe are right now?" They didn't let anything stop them. I admire that so much.

I know it sounds silly, but no matter how many years passed I never thought of them as getting older. They still seemed to be as active as ever. My heart is breaking for Aunt Patty right now and I'm doing everything I can not to run out and buy a bag of halloween candy.  That's the urge I have been fighting all day. I was originally going to go out at lunch and get my oil changed, but I opted against it. I knew I would make a stop on my way home.

I am going to call it a night. I'm beat.

Have a Blessed Night.

You can still make pledges to my Run for Autism even though the race is over:


http://www.firstgiving.com/fundraiser/jennifer-henderson-6/RNRPhilly13


****Please note****

If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.

jhendersonfit@gmail.com

Monday, September 16, 2013

Post Race - Part 1



Hello Beautiful People,

It was a wonderful and crazy weekend. I have so much to tell you and I had planned on writing all about it today.  But, the day got away from me. I took Hannah back home last night and drove back this morning (13.1 miles on my feet and 550 in the car in 3 days). I did make a stop at the gym for a hydro-massage on my way home (oh that was nice).

When I got home I had a list of things that I wanted to get done. At the top of the list was Rest...ironically that was one of the only things that didn't get done. I did get to some cleaning, laundry, and I managed to soak my feet. I also got to read a little during breakfast and my massage.

Trying to touch on everything that has happened during the last few days will take a while and as I sat down to start writing I got very sad news. One of my uncles has been very sick and he isn't getting better. There isn't much time left. So I've been crying for a couple of hours now.

I have a very large family. Most people aren't close with their second or third cousins, but my family is very close. My family is also full of athletes. We have swimmers, runners, basketball players, field hockey players, lacrosse players, football players, horseback riders, you name it. The Former Fat Girl was always jealous that she wasn't a part of it. Well things change.

A few days before the race I found out that two of my cousins were running too. I was excited on many levels. First, I wouldn't need to worry about Hannah during the race because she would be with family. Second, I felt like I finally fit in. My athlete family members would be cheering me on.

I haven't seen them in about 3 years I think. We all spent a day in Cape May together a few years ago.  It was so great to see them and make plans to run together in future races and around the park on weekends. I would be seeing them again next month for a family party, but sadly it looks like I will be seeing them for a sadder reason instead. I'm so glad we got to have a happy moment before the sad.

I'll tell you all about finding them in the sea of people and how wonderful it was when I actually saw them on the course on mile 5 and at the finish line when I write about the race.

Alright kids, I'm emotionally spent right now. I'm going to call it a night.

Have a Blessed Night.

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Thursday, September 12, 2013

Race Preparations

Hello Beautiful People,

Alright kids, I am tired. The race isn't until Sunday, but I'm not going to be home much for the next two days so I'm trying to get some stuff done and ready.

I'm leaving straight from work tomorrow night to go up to Scranton. I'm spending the night and bringing cousin Hannah back with me. We will be going straight to the Expo to pick up my race packet and let Hannah go wild with the running gear. haha. So I'm not sure what time I will be getting home Saturday.

I have to think ahead. I NEED to hydrate on Saturday so I've packed a few water bottles. I also packed a protein bar (even though we'll be getting samples there). 

Clothes wise I am packing comfortable sneakers. Not my running sneakers. I need to keep the tootsies safe.  Last year I wore jeans. I don't like to wear my exercise clothes if I am not exercising (I know how much I sweat in them), but I fear my sweatpants would make me too warm so I am breaking the rules and packing yoga pants.

Last night's workout was upper body. My running jersey is sleeveless and I want to make sure I got a good shoulder workout in. #SexyShoulders. Yesterday my hips were really bothering me. In fact, my right hip (my good hip) was tingling all day. So after my upper body workout I also did a lot of stretching of the hips. They felt So much better. So tonight was to be a light walk.  But, I got in a panic this morning. I need to run. I have to. I need to know that my knee is better (it popped back into place so it's felt much better). I needed to be confident that it's better. 13 miles is a long way to go if you are constantly worried about it hurting. I skipped my lunch hour and left work early to make sure I could relax about a run without getting aggravated sitting in traffic. I rocked out a nice run and felt really good. YEAH!

Every night this week I have gone in for a hydro massage. One day I did full body, but for the most part I have concentrated it on my legs and butt. I will NOT have a Hamstring repeat from the DC race. That was AWFUL and so painful. It hurt physically and mentally.   I love that about me now. The Former Fat Girl would have said NO MORE. But not anymore. Instead, I learn from the problems that I have and try to correct them for the next time.

Sunday will be a little chilly at the beginning. So tonight's run included running knee socks. I wanted to make sure that my feet weren't moving around. That could lead to blisters. I've walked in them previously and I've run in them in other sneakers. I needed to check. We're all good!  Plus, I seriously rock the knee socks!

Tonight's preparations also include: charging my camera, pulling out race day clothing, tweaking my running playlist, and prepping my post race bag.

Also high on that list is sleep. So on that note, I am going to call it a night.

ps-I have not forgotten that I owe you a Sweet Home Alabama post, but it requires thought. I promise it's coming.

Have a Blessed Night.

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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Random Wednesday: Hydration, Tutu, and Naked Dreams

Random Wednesday is here! HOLLA!!!

Alrighty kids, first things first, I submitted my application to the gym last night for a trainer position. So let's cross our fingers. It's going to be hard for me to carve out time for this right now, but it's my dream and so let's bring it!

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I don't know how I've done it, but I've managed to make my Edemame last. I am on day 3. I still have enough for tomorrow. Okay, so my portions are practically the size of my thumb tip, but I'm doing it.

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Why does it have to be soooo stinkin hot right now???? WHY?????????  Don't they know it's September?  It's not just hot, it's humid. I can't walk at lunch without coming in drenched in sweat...and I don't like smelling my sweat all afternoon. So I will have to double up tonight.

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I'm actually writing this post during my lunch hour. It's getting harder and harder to get everything in and I find myself struggling to write at night. And this week I need my sleep. It's so important in general, but my body needs it's rest just as much as it needs it's training.

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I have some news to break. I've been hesitant because I don't want to upset anyone...but I'm not wearing a tutu for the race. I'm Sorry. But I have a cute running skirt that is pleated in the back to wear. And even I won't do a tutu with pleats.

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So what does a day in the life of  Peeing Jennie look like? I am so hydrated that yesterday I got to work at 8am and by 11:30am I had run to the ladies room 4 times. Not because I "thought" I had to go...but because I HAD TO PEE! Water is my friend. Although in this case I believe I didn't sweat as much as I usually do the night before and so it had to find it's way out of me somehow.

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Will someone please come and uninstall BeJeweled off of my phone????  I will offer a free training session!

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Last night I wanted to stop at Wawa sooooooo bad for a hoagie and chips for dinner SO bad. If I hadn't scheduled a trip to Walmart to pick up other non-food related items I might have. Which is dumb since Subway is literally 2 blocks away.

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It is after 12pm and I have not touched Mr. Wil's candy jar all day! GO ME!

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I have been going through my DVDs and seeing if I want to keep them or take them to the used bookstore (more than books...I'm not crazy).  One of the movies that I have had for a long time that I always thought was cute was Truth About Cats And Dogs.  It stars Uma Thurman and Janeane Garofalo. It's a take on Cyrano De Bergerac.

Basically, the "unattractive" girl masking herself behind the "attractive" girl's appearance for love.

I used to love this movie. And now I don't. It's still cute, and of course *spoiler alert* in the end she gets the guy.  But,I have a VERY hard time watching movies and reading books now that star someone with low self esteem hiding behind a prettier person. It makes me sad and uncomfortable. I can't stand to see people feel that down on themselves. The Former Fat Girl loved them. They were her favorite. They gave her hope. The new Healthy Fit Me just wants to hug them and tell them how beautiful they really are and why they should believe in themselves.

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Over the weekend I had a dream that I went to train someone and forgot everything I know...ACK! I guess the good thing is that I at least had clothes on.  Those 'naked' dreams just get weird.

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Have a Blessed Night.

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Tuesday, September 10, 2013

#LadyStuff

Happy Tuesday My Lovelies and Gents,

Sorry Gents, this is a Chicks post. Please come back tomorrow :-)

Well here we are one year after the first Rock'n'Roll Philadelphia Half Marathon. Do you remember what I had during the race? Well...Bingo!  Last month I was a few days late (thank you very much Study Stress). Well this month I was a couple days early, which pretty much puts me back on schedule.

I have been PRAYING to get it done and over with before the race. There is no where to change a tampon during a race. Technically you can change it in a porta potty, but you can't wash your hands. In theory I should be able to run a couple hours without needing to, but it's not just the run. It's the drive there, the wait for it to start, and the drive home.

So I got mine on Sunday night and did the happy dance. It's been fairly light and that's been awesome. See what a difference stress makes? 

I think we now know why I was craving that Dairy Queen on Sunday. I am like a chocoholic right now. GIMME GIMME GIMME!  Seriously, Mr. Wil's Chocolate jar has stood no chance against me. Okay, it's not that bad, but only because I have practically tied myself to my chair. I can go hours and be fine. And the I will go over and get one itty bitty little bite sized kit kat and I am licking the wrapper clean. I would seriously bathe in that chocolate.

At lunch time Ms. Tracey had asked if I wanted to go to Babies r Us with her. It was hot and humid outside and I was fairly sure I could avoid spending money there so I said I was in.  I'll be honest, I actually went down the food aisle looking to see if there were any quick snacks for me for the weekend.

I saw these Veggie chips that look tortilla chips. They said they were one serving of them was one serving of vegetables. I think that's good and that's bad. It's a good alternative to regular chips, but I am just hesitant that kids might then think that regular chips count as vegetables.

Okay, first let me just say HOLY COW that store was cold.   We were freezing. Were were looking around for a little while and then it was time to go. As we were checking out I noticed the freezer at the register selling ice cream. They had a Reeces Peanut Butter cup that was like a klondike bar..um....HELLO!  First, I will cry foul...that's not fair to parents. That's just mean. Mom can I have an ice cream? PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE! Second, I didn't get one. No matter how much I wanted one.

So back at work I started to feel not so good. I had back cramps all morning and after lunch it started to move to the front too. I wanted to crawl under my desk and curl up into the fetal position. *sad face*  I was starting to feel nauseous. I took some medicine, but if it didn't get better soon I would be going home early. I didn't want to. But, I couldn't take it. Eventually I felt better and decided I was going to the gym. It would be a light walk and then another massage.

That massage felt good. GOOOOOOOD.

On my way home I stopped for a few items. Um...DAMN YOU HALLOWEEN CANDY AISLE!  I didn't go down, but I wanted to. All I could think of was "Grab a candy bar as you pay! No, go get some ice cream. Get both!"

I was looking for an open aisle with no line and it happened to be the one with no candy. I jumped. It was exhausting resisting temptation.

Sometimes being a female is too difficult. But, we shall live another day.

Lord Please Keep Me From Temptation.

Have a Blessed Night.

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Monday, September 9, 2013

Set Back with 6 days to go

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....

Deep breaths. Okay, so this weekend I was feeling really good about my training.  Really good. My hips were a little aggravated last night, but not too bad. And I was proud of myself for not stopping at Dairy Queen.

So let's cut to today. I have been salivating thinking about my carb loading meals. I do believe I get wide eyed and some crazy evil laugh may escape every now and then. If I had a handlebar moustache I would be stroking it. I am going to bed dreaming of pancakes and macaroni and cheese.

Ms. Tracey and I went out for a walk at lunch. We were only out there for 30 minutes, but that's 30 minutes more than if I was sitting on my butt. It was a beautiful afternoon. I was glad we were out there enjoying the fresh air.

Then in the afternoon I was talking to a friend telling him about my run Saturday. I said that I keep flip flopping between playing it conservative this race and just trying to beat my time and stay injury free or going ALL IN BALLS OUT and push myself. I've been relatively injury free for a little while. *Yep, that was my jinx. Dang it.

I have four nights at the gym this week and 5 days of walking at lunch. Originally I was going to do that Turn the Riverfront Pink 5K for Breast Cancer Thursday night, but I am heading out of town Friday night to pick up Hannah. I can't be running around too much. It's killing me because it is such a great cause and SOOOOO much fun, but the weather for Thursday really looks crappy so I have to be smart too.  Severe thunderstorms and high humidity. I'll pass.

My plan for my 4 nights at the gym were to have 1 good run, 1 good walk, 1 small run with upper body weights, and 1 small walk with a good core workout. I also planned on a massage after each workout.

Tonight was pizza night so I thought I would make it my run night. That's my rule for having a slice. I also wanted to get out of there early because it's Monday Night Football. And so I did my warm up and started running. Feeling good. I was zoning and happy. And then BAM. The pull in my knee. *Grandmom cover your eyes* FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU%&

I've had pulls before and I've been able to shake it off after walking a little bit first. Not tonight. I pulled my iliotibial band again. That's the ligament that runs from your hip to your knee. It's an overuse injury. I slammed my hand down on the treadmill and was pissed. I tried walking, but it didn't get better so I got off to rest it. I was not a happy camper walking back to the stretching area. You really didn't want to get in my way.

I found an empty mat by the wall and took it. I started my stretches with my calf stretch on the wall. I put my head against the wall and closed my eyes in frustration and the tears started. I was so mad. After I stretched my legs I wanted to do some mat work. I was alternating pike (straight arm plank) with Russian Twists. The problem was the every time I finished pike my knee pulled again. It was time to call it a night.

I practically slammed the lockers when I went into the locker room. I was ANGRY. I quickly regrouped and went in to my massage. I was going to keep it on my legs and butt. It's gonna get all sorts of personal right now, but when has that ever stopped me? haha. So one spot on my butt close to my right hip was especially tender. It was actually uncomfortable. Felt raw. I flipped on my side to see how far around it wrapped and I practically screamed. When the water hit my hip it felt like it hit a raw nerve. It physically made me cry. I flipped to the other side and the same thing happened.

It was a VERY frustrating night. I was not happy when I was leaving and I stood there at the table. I didn't get my full run in. I didn't hold up my part of the deal. I did get a run in. And I did work up a sweat. I was hungry. I was angry. I made the decision to take a small slice. I was okay with it because I knew that was the only thing that was going to keep me from the Wendy's drive thru. I know for sure I would have stopped. And I would have stuffed my face in my car in the parking lot. It was that rough of a night.

I feel like every time I get close to a race and feel good something like this happens. And I truly begin to wonder if the Former Fat Girl is trying to sabotage me. Is she trying to set me up for a failure?   I know this is an overuse injury. I know that I will be fine from it in a few days. But OMG this is killing me. Just when I feel really good about my progress and feel like I could have a huge personal best for myself this happens. So no matter what, every time I attempt to run this Sunday I am going to have that voice in the back of my head "what if you hurt yourself?"

I was happy last weekend saying how my knee didn't look that swollen. Of course that was before my big training week. Well not tonight. It was back and better than ever. Argh. Tomorrow will be a walk and upper body workout. And Wednesday I may take off and go to church instead. I may need that.

So the good news of the night is that my earrings came today. On Friday I ordered a pair of dangling Guitar earrings to wear for the race...that's pretty Rock'n'Roll right? haha. They are pretty cute. I needed that. It made me feel better. The other good news is that when I came home I did have lots of vegetables. It was not a pizza only night.

And so now I am going to do some more stretching.

Have a Blessed Night.

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Sunday, September 8, 2013

Weekend Recap: Hugging, Edamame, and Treasure Island

Hello Bleeps,

Fine, I'll be the one to say it. This weekend went by FAST. I'm assuming it's because last weekend was a holiday weekend. I was able to get a lot of stuff on my list done,  but still have lots to do.

Today was a wonderful day at Church and I really wanted to talk about it, but I will tell you all about it this week.  Right now I'll recap some highlights of the weekend.

Friday afternoon I went to the grocery store at lunch with Ms. Tracey.  She needed to pick up some things and I figured I would hit the salad bar. And I did well. I got a nice spinach salad with fresh salsa, chicken, corn, chick peas, and oil/vinegar dressing.

I looked for a couple of other things. I have read repeatedly that cherry juice is great for inflammation so I was looking for some for my knee. I couldn't find any small bottles to try. I did buy something that was in the refrigerated juice section, but I think it's more of an energy drink. Doh.

The other thing I was looking for was edamame. I had seen a recipe to make it as a nice snack. I found some shelled ones, but they too were in the refrigerated section and I still had to be at work. So I made note to get some later.

When I got back to work I sent a text inviting my cousins to come to the race with me. I had come up with a plan that I could drive up to Scranton after work on Friday and stay with them. Then drive them down and straight to the expo to pick up my race packet saturday. Sunday I would take them back after the race (after a shower and a small nap) and spend the night again. I would take Monday off and just take my time getting home.

The plan took effect. Sadly, Keeley will not able to join us. But, Hannah is still in. I found my Hugger!

I had mentioned to someone that neither of my parents like the idea of me going into races by myself (even though I am well of age). That doesn't bother me. I go to 5Ks by myself. But the Halves are something different. I'm a crier. I have cried at the end of each race, for various reasons. But, I like to have someone there to hug me when I finish.  I found my Hugger!!!

Friday night's workout was to be a light run. I ran for 5 miles and then stretched for a while. My quad was pulling when I started...argh.  It was Friday Night at the gym and you know what that means: MASSAGE night...ahhh. I started with a full body and let the last 3 minutes be on my calves only. I am pretty sure I'll be doing that every night this week.

So I was pretty excited. I planned on sleeping in on Saturday. The only hard thing I had scheduled was a walk/run in the park. But, it could be in the afternoon. It didn't matter what time. I also desperately wanted to finish reading Treasure Island. I was sooooo close. Reading it all summer was killing me. I never take that long with books. It was not because it was bad, but it was on my kindle. And I don't take that to the pool or gym. They happened to be the only places that I was reading anything besides a text book.

I woke up still fairly early for a Saturday and started reading. I made deals with myself. After each chapter I would get up and clean/straighten one item (book shelf, underwear drawer, top of the dresser, etc). I finished my book and my To Do list depleted. YEAH.  And so it was time for a walk.

My plan was a walk. Originally I planned on a long walk, but this week I made the decision to make it a shorter walk. I would do one on Saturday and one on Sunday.

Instead, I was holding such a great pace and it was such a beautiful day that I knocked out 8 miles. I alternated running a lap and walking a lap.  I wanted pavement time, but pavement kills my knees and I didn't want to put myself out of commission for the week.

I get frustrated. My pace does not level off or get really great until mile 4 or 5. This is why 5Ks frustrate me. I have to keep reminding myself that I train for endurance. So when I got to mile 4 I knew for sure I would be going longer. I wanted to see my walking pace and make sure that was improving. I'm happy.

So since I did a longer distance than planned I decided to turn Sunday into a rest day. Sounds Good To Me!  I also started sneezing in the park...and I haven't stopped since. BAH. #NoTimeToDealWithAllergies

This morning was a special service at Church. Instead of offering two service times we were only having one. The first one. No more sleeping in.  Since I'll be telling you more about it later, I'll just leave you with this teaser: We sang Sweet Home Alabama.

After church I ran to Starbucks (SHOCKER). I didn't get a chance to eat before church and since it went extra long I was a mess. I got a bagel and an Iced Green Tea...and pulled out my kindle for a New book...ohhh...ahhh...it was a good morning. Before I left I opted to use my rewards points for my free drink. The fall drinks have come out and they have a chocolate chai tea latte...hmmm...so I got an iced grande. But, I forgot to ask for skim. DOH. It was yummy. More importantly though, the salted caramel mocha is back HOLLA.

So I took my drink and went to the grocery store. I was on the phone with my mom when I walked in and was just saying that I didn't know where to look for the edamame (nor did I know how to pronounce it) when I saw my cousin's boyfriend, Todd, working. He's my go-to Veggie guy. So I hung up on mom and asked him to lead me to the edamame. Success.

He mentioned that he heard that I passed my exam, YAY, and asked what else was going on. I mentioned the race next weekend and he mentioned that he will be there too. His roommate is running and he loves the band that is the headliner for the post race concert. Sweet. My Hugger list is growing!

OH quickly, I have also procured my throw away shirt from another cousin (I got a lot of them). Thank you Sugar Shain!

Alright so I got my edamame and a few other items. I didn't get to hit up the crockpot as originally planned so I went with other options. Microwaveable brown rice. Vegetable Steamers. They are an awesome option for veggies. Seriously, all you do is microwave it and voila!  And these days they are more exciting than just green beans or broccoli. Birdseye rocks. I got a cous cous with spinach blend, a tuscan blend, and a couple others.

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While I was in line to pay I put a chocolate bar belt. But, I took it off. I had my chai tea. That was my treat. #WillPower  #IHashtagEverything

I came home and was ready to prepare my edamame, but opted for painting my nails first. And then I made plans to go over to Grandmom's. I would take my edamame there. First I had to shell them. Then mix them with a tablespoon of olive oil and a teaspoon of salt. Then bake them at 400 degrees for 20-25 minutes.



I was excited. And they are yummy, but um...they shrink and don't even fill up one of the two small containers I brought for them. They are good though.



So shout out to Grandmom for her delicious dinner. Chicken. Corn on the cob. Strawberries and whip cream. Yum. Also, she has a nice big HD tv that I could watch the delicious Aaron Rodgers on. yum.

It was a good weekend. I did fight the urge to stop at Dairy Queen though. I desperately wanted a soft serve ice cream. I am not sure why, but I was craving it all weekend. However, next weekend is race time and you know that means: I get to eat whatever I want. That's my rule. And so I have put in my big-ass burger request for Hannah's grandfather to make Sunday night when I return her home...but I believe I will also indulge in a Dairy Queen cone that day.

Oh and one more thing. I know I've said it before, but it's so nice when others recognize it. My exam was hard. I've said that there was a 56% passing rate last year. It was not easy. Some people I have talked to didn't even know if their trainer was certified "I didn't even know they had to be" and others assume that the exam is about knowing how to do a jumping jack. Not so. Now there are different groups that offer certifications and some are not as hard as others. My mom was talking with another teacher at school who went to a college that has a pretty big Sports education department. She said that she knows people who majored in sports education that couldn't pass the ACE exam. That definitely makes me feel even better. That it really was necessary to sacrifice my summer to study. Now let's get started!

Alrighty kids, I have to go pack my lunch for tomorrow and then do some more stretching. Just remember:

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you

*A highlight of the night is that Josh Elliot from Good Morning America retweeted my Fundraising Page...HOLLA

Have a Blessed Night.

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