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That was Tuesday and Thursday.

I am so wrecked, guys. Wrecked. Between work and the kids, I am under an extreme amount of pressure. 

I have no idea how long I can keep this up. Doing it all is just getting to me, it really is. 

8 mile run last weekend. 4 mile run today.

Today was not the worst of days, but not the best of days. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. I will give it my best effort to make it so. :-)

I took this the other day and meant to share it, but life got in the way. 
3 mile run Tuesday, 3 mile run Wednesday (w/ 10 minutes on the stationary bike), 30 minutes on the stationary bike today. Wanted to run today, but couldn’t, because my left ankle feels destabilized. I’m building up my mileage a little faster than I’m building up the muscles in my feet and legs.
Been feeling a little off lately. Feeling like I have to be some sort of superwoman. Get the kids ready for school, get them to school, get to work, take my lunch to go get the kids, take them home, do their homework, go back to work… some nights I’m alone with the kids b/c my husband has to do work events… 
It all might be easier if my work was simple, easy. But managing 40+ complex litigation cases is not simple, it’s not easy.
So the stress builds and builds and I cope as best as I can. 
Thank goodness I have my running.

I took this the other day and meant to share it, but life got in the way. 

3 mile run Tuesday, 3 mile run Wednesday (w/ 10 minutes on the stationary bike), 30 minutes on the stationary bike today. Wanted to run today, but couldn’t, because my left ankle feels destabilized. I’m building up my mileage a little faster than I’m building up the muscles in my feet and legs.

Been feeling a little off lately. Feeling like I have to be some sort of superwoman. Get the kids ready for school, get them to school, get to work, take my lunch to go get the kids, take them home, do their homework, go back to work… some nights I’m alone with the kids b/c my husband has to do work events… 

It all might be easier if my work was simple, easy. But managing 40+ complex litigation cases is not simple, it’s not easy.

So the stress builds and builds and I cope as best as I can. 

Thank goodness I have my running.

I made it out on time. ;-)

I came to a realization this weekend, when my stomach cramped up… well, I suppose I had two realizations… 1) so THAT’s what a 2 year old feels like when she has to go and knows she probably won’t make it and 2) I may love Chicago deep dish pizza, but it doesn’t love me back — at least not during a long run the night after eating it.

I’m writing this down, not just to humiliate myself for your pleasure, but also as a reminder of my new rule not to eat pizza the night before a long run.

I CANNOT MAKE THIS MISTAKE AGAIN.  

yesterday. 

10+ Mile Run on schedule for this morning. If I can get out in time. I will get out on time… 

Tuesday/Wednesday. The old PF injury is back, which isn’t fun, but at least is familiar. I will be rolling out my calves today, just like the good old days.

I hope everyone is doing well. I haven’t been able to be on here much lately. Between work and kids and running, I haven’t got much time leftover for anything else.

this morning. I don’t know where all you people get your morning energy from. I had coffee and a muffin and I had nuffin’. 

Currently working on a motivational plan to achieve my fitness goals. Said plan involves more races and different running paths. Time to mix it up!
Hope everyone has a great (short) workweek!

Currently working on a motivational plan to achieve my fitness goals. Said plan involves more races and different running paths. Time to mix it up!

Hope everyone has a great (short) workweek!

I am not very social. The words “we should hang out together” come out of my mouth about as much as “I can’t wait to go shopping!”. That would be, NEVER.

If our lives happen to cross paths, though, I am very nice and funny. On a daily basis, I get along with most people very well. People open up to me often, share things… 

But that is where I draw the line. I see my handful of childhood friends during the holidays, because, let’s face it, they are more like family than friends, and I do go the extra mile to be around my family. But new friends, not so much. 

Perhaps it’s due to the spanking I took last year with a new work friendship I had made that went about as bad as possible, for reasons still unknown to me. Or maybe it’s because every new person I meet seems to think we can bond by tearing someone else apart… that is so high school, people. It’s all I can do to stop myself from participating, because it’s so easy to be nasty, and so much more difficult to be… nice… all the time.

But I want to be nice, and I want to be drama-free, so I live a relatively anti-social life. 

But on occasion, I get asked to do something, and when I decline, I feel just plain fucking awful. 

Such an occasion came up last Friday. 

My boss asked me to go to his daughter’s birthday party and put me on the spot. I joked with him, saying, “You know how anti-social we are!” He knows I avoid these things, and so does my husband. We just don’t like to do these things, plain and simple. I also do not want to “bond” with him and his family. I like things the way they are - no overlapping between personal and work lives. 

But I’m sure I came off like an ass, and he got the message that we won’t go b/c I don’t want to go, and my husband doesn’t want to go. 

This has bothered me all weekend, way more than it’s worth. I just wonder why some people have that gene that makes them want to be invited to parties, and why some don’t. Because not having that gene makes me feel like I got an “ass” gene instead. 

Playing catch-up here. Wed - 3 miles. Thurs - 3 miles. Fri - rest. Sat - 5 miles, Sun - 4 miles. My stomach took a bad turn this weekend. I’m hoping I have sorted out the cause.

Saturday we went to Rodeo Beach, right near the Golden Gate Bridge. It was beautiful and just what we needed. My littlest one loves his very patriotic glasses, and got many compliments on them. ;-) 

Early Sunday morning, at about 3:20 am (ish), I was jolted awake by an earthquake. The epicenter was about 20 minutes away, and it was a 6.0. I jumped out of my bed and into my little one’s room. I pulled him out of his bed and into the doorway (I do not have much faith in his bed) and yelled at my older son to do the same. Concerned about aftershocks, I kept them downstairs for about 15 minutes. We checked for gas leaks, and then everyone went back to bed. 

Exciting weekend, to be sure.