A Change Will Do You Good

So, as many as our mutual followers know, my daughter Kristene is running in her first half-marathon this weekend.  She’s been training for months, and we have been planning the same amount of time to be there to support her as she accomplishes this incredible milestone.

This weekend was going to be nuts.  We needed to leave the house at 3AM on Saturday morning to be at Disney World at 4AM for the marathon (yes, I’m fully aware that you avid runners out there are laughing at the moment), and then we had to be up at 4AM on Sunday morning to participate in a fundraiser at the Daytona 500 for Kelsey’s (my other daughter and fellow Tumblr fitblr’s) Project Graduation. 

We had been planning for the Project Graduation thing for at least a couple of months.  It’s kind of a cool thing - you work your ASS off slinging burgers and beer at the Great American Race in order to raise a couple thousand bucks for a good cause.  Kelsey has always been more of a NASCAR fan, so we were happy to take her to her first race, even if she wouldn’t be seeing much of it.

Plans were made; I had everything under control.  Busy, crazy, but do-able.  That was, until 4PM today.

I had a few extra minutes at work before I left to watch Kelsey play in a concert, so I was looking at the website that Kristene had sent me about the half-marathon.  My intention was to download this app that lets you track a particular runner through the course.  I had already looked up the spectator portion of the site (arrive by 4AM, park at the Magic Kingdom, sit around/sleep in the car for a couple of hours until the start of the race…), so I decided to just look around the rest of the site.  I checked out the “Event Details” and there was a list there of when the runners have to pick up their credentials…

Friday at Wide World of Sports between 9AM and 3PM,

Saturday at Wide World of Sports between 9AM and 3PM…

Saturday???

Well, that’s odd — why would you pick up your credentials on the afternoon after the race was run…

And that’s when I looked further and realized that the half-marathon was actually on Sunday.  The same day as my commitment to do a concession stand at the Daytona 500.

I called Kristene and prayed that she would tell me that I had fucked up and was looking at last year’s site.  Of course, she didn’t - she confirmed that the half-marathon was on Sunday - not Saturday.  I was devastated.  I couldn’t be in two places at one time, but I couldn’t let anyone down either.

I went to Kelsey’s concert and sat there dumb-founded for a while - how could I have screwed up this big.  The 25th had been in my head for months.  I don’t know how it had gotten there.  Kristene even knew that we were planning on doing the Daytona thing.  In fact —- funny moment —- she said something to the effect that “marathons are always run on Sunday”, and I remember thinking “how was I supposed to know that?”  And then thinking - “Kristene, the Daytona 500 is always on Sunday” and I’m sure she would have thought “how was I supposed to know that!”

So, I get home from work, after crying half the way home, and realize that I have to call Kristene.  I don’t want to.  The commitment to the fundraiser is for 3 people.  If we back out, that’s 3 spots they have to fill at the last minute, and you know how fundraisers go - it would have pretty much failed. 

Luckily, Kristene took it like a champ, like I should have known she would.  My penance for missing her first half-marathon is that I commit to running one of my own - the “Wine and Dine” Half Marathon (also at Disney) in November.  So, its all for the good.  I’m terrified, but I also won’t let her down again.

Kristene - I love you and you WILL DO GREAT.  While I won’t be there in body, you know I will be there in love and spirit.  You won’t need me though - you are going to ROCK THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Week #38

Starting Weight:280

Last Week: 235.0

Wednesday 2/22/12: 235.0

Change: -.0

Total Loss to Date: 45 LBS :)

This is the “weirdness of the scale” edition.  I got on the scale, and it showed 235.0; I always weigh twice to make sure, and when I got back on it showed 230.2!  Knowing that wasn’t possibly right, I got back on again and it showed 231.9.  Uggh.  So after 6 different tries, and 6 different results, I figured I would just call it a draw…

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Wow, what a week.  I love going away, but I love coming home too.  We’ve been gone for the last few days celebrating Kelsey’s 18th birthday, and it was so much fun.  But now I am truly exhausted.  I figured though that if I didn’t post something soon, you would all think that I had deserted you!

Food wise, this week was definitely not good.  I did lose almost a pound on my last weigh in (Wednesday), but beginning on Friday I went into vacation mode and ate like crap.  Not a binge, but just 3 solid days of unhealthy eating.  I honestly didn’t think about it too much, and I’m not going to make any excuses about it.  In order to get back in gear though, I’ve got to stop these alterations to my eating habits and get moving.  My progress has slowed to a crawl - and this is not a plateau.  This is me screwing up just enough to push things in the wrong direction.

I guess the biggest difference though between now and that other life (before June), is that I recognize it now.  I now know that restaurant food is full of fat and salt and that if I’m going to eat it, it has consequences.  It also makes me feel like shit for the most part.  Not mentally, but physically.

So, its back to the gym, back to lower sodium, low fat, home-cooked meals and higher water intake.

Missed you guys - thanks for hanging out.

Using a WW points recipe from my favorite site.  I’ll post pictures as soon as the candle blowing is over!!!

So, this is the post that I should have written yesterday, but just wasn’t in the mood after finding out about Whitney

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As I mentioned maybe once or twice (or a thousand times), I was in serious need of a new bra.  My last one was stretched out and just not doing the job and by the time I got home from work I wanted to set it on fire.  So, my daughters and I went bra shopping.

I have never, ever, ever bought a smaller bra.  Not once.  In my entire 40+ years. 

Until yesterday.

Yesterday, I went down a full size.  I’m in shock. 

In the past whenever I lost weight, I never seem to lose it in my boobs.  But this time is different.  I’m truly losing everywhere, and I couldn’t be happier.

We also started back at Planet Fitness today.  And… It… Was… AMAZING!  I was tired, but I did 5 1/2 miles on the bike (in 25 minutes), so I was pretty pleased.  And I felt really good afterward - I mean really good.  It was like, “wow, *that’s* why I enjoyed working out so much!” 

We are back to Planet Fitness on Tuesday (before my Valentine’s Dinner).  And I can’t wait.

I had a whole other post that I wanted to share with everyone about my day, but honestly, I think it will wait until tomorrow.  I am so incredibly sad about the loss of Whitney Houston that I can’t think about anything else right now.

And I do mean LOSS in the true sense of the word.  We actually probably first lost Whitney about 15 years ago, when she was married that dickhead Bobbie Brown and got messed up on drugs.  I watched with so much sadness, a profound sense of disappointment, as she lost herself in another world where no one could find her.

Recently though, we thought that maybe she was getting found.  She had finally ditched that ass, and maybe was on the road to recovery.  But as we all know from so many areas of our lives, roads turn.

As a singer myself, I have always admired Whitney.  She had such a pure talent.  I wrote of her recently, when I wrote my post about how disappointed I was in Paula Dean.  I took the turns of her live very personally - I felt almost like she had let *me* down, every time she went astray.  God, I will miss her and the world will be a much quieter place without her in our lives.

Rest In Peace, Whitney.  I miss you already.

Just starting to get back into the routine after returning home from New Jersey.

My Streak is Intact… It snowed while I was at the airport, so this now makes every single trip to NJ for my job where it has either snowed or there has been snow on the ground while I was there!

It was a short trip, but I’m glad to be home.  Kelsey turns the big 1-8 on Monday, so I’m thinking a lot about that, and also wedding plans. :)  Craziness all around.

I hopped on the scale quickly on Thursday, didn’t like what I saw, so decided that I would just wait and try again this coming Wednesday.

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How did you do?

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Did great on the beer; had 3 smalls along with two huge glasses of water. The food on the other hand was a disaster! Ate too much of really bad food. Ah well; who knows, maybe my body will really kick up my metabolism after such a huge change…

Leaving for NJ for my 3-day business trip. This is after yesterday’s eating, which wasn’t exactly a binge, but was certainly the worst food I’ve eaten in well over 6 months. Although I’m not going to be home until Thursday (delaying my weigh-in), I’m pretty sure the extra day will not help much.

For every small beer I drink, I must drink at least 12 oz. of water!! I’ll let you know how this works out :)