Tuesday, August 26, 2014

August. I'm seriously over you

Oh its been exciting.  Don't get me wrong.  August you have brought all kinds of fun and excitement.  But what you are still bringing, that I am not liking, is really hot temperatures.  And its my blog and I can whine if I want to.  I.  Hate. Heat. Maybe I should say hot temperatures.  In the summer.  Give me the heat of a fire on a dark, cold, day.  December, I miss you.  See you soon.

Remember when I said this blog was going to be about family, food, and fitness?  This one is is about fitness, or the lack thereof.  So move along to The Pioneer Woman if you want a food blog.  I don't think I've done a food blog yet.  GASP!

So because I am trying so hard to actually do what I say I'm going to do, (Its a struggle sometimes, well, most of the time.  I get a star for admitting it), I had to go outside for a run today.  If I'm going to run that Tulsa Half Marathon like I've been saying for the past 3 years, (did I just admit that?), then I had to actually get out and run, during week 2 of the training schedule.  I had to run in the 79 degree heat.  With 81% humidity.  For more than 30 minutes.  I started out strong.  I was saying "Good Morning" to the couple reading their newspaper in their driveway, I jumped over puddles instead of running around them.  I even sang out loud with Taylor about how much trouble he is.  What was I worried about?  Then the lady from Runkeeper said my time, which I am not divulging, and that I had gone 1 mile.  It was all down hill from there.  The guy who was mowing the schools lawn flicked all kinds of dirt in my eyes, I'm pretty sure everyone within a 2 streets could hear my very loud huffing and puffing, and it became a serious mental game.  But I was going to win dangit.  And I did.  I was red faced, drenched in my own sweat, and seriously annoyed, but I won.

This is what I figured out.  I don't like being uncomfortable.  It was only for 40 minutes.  I have a lot more than 40 minutes in my day.  But I sure don't like being uncomfortable any of those minutes.   The truth is, sometimes, you have to be uncomfortable to see any sort of growth in your life.  Whether that be fitness, socially, professionally, and probably more importantly, spiritually.  You seriously never see better, if you don't push yourself past familiar.  So here is your Just Finish Strong challenge of the day or week or month.  I dare you to push yourself to uncomfortable, in the name of being, doing, or living better.  And if you do, I want to hear about it.  Because I'll likely need your motivation next week.  During week 3 training.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Back to School Week!

Its back to school week here.  We made it.  And when I say we made it, I mean by the skin of our teeth we made it.  I had this great idea that I was going to taper bedtime before school started so my kids would be these completely well adjusted children, where they bounded out of bed, ready to begin their day at school.  All these great breakfast menus were planned...I had it all worked out.  This mom was getting the Back to School mom of the month award.  How does the saying go?  The best laid plans, something something something.  That something that I can't remember has to do with how stupid you are to make grand plans because they most likely won't pan out.  People come up with sayings, because they really are true.  Or wait, that just might be scripture.  I need to look that one up.  And we all know if God said it....

The kids did bounce out of bed.  Day one and two.  But by day three, no one was as chipper.  I forgot half the ingredients at the store for my amazing back to school breakfasts, so they were stuck with cereal.  I was coming off a crazy weekend of work and could not find my mojo anywhere.  So we just muddled through.  Back to school is like New Years for me.  I like to make all these goals for myself for the new year.  Like I'm going to not lose track of what note came from what teacher, and I'm going to buy the yearbook before the earlybird price expires.  And I am not going to let that snack bucket surprise me this year.  I'll still keep the goals, I might get derailed, but hey, as long as I finish strong, right?

Monday, August 18, 2014

The cold hard facts.

I have to face it.  I am not the twenty something that I still think I am, in my head of course.

This first realization happened last year, when a few office coworkers were discussing earphone options.  I chimed in recommending the ever so popular "Dr. Dre Beats".  I was quickly corrected by my younger coworker, with a smirk and and eye roll that they were called "Beats by Dre".  I had that flashback of when my mom would try to give her two cents in my conversations with my friends and embarrass me.  I am my mother now.

My new part time gig at the local University has me planning events.  Its right up my alley.  I love to be in the center of everything.  (Although I should obviously do my research if I'm going to be in the center of a conversation with young people and make purchase recommendations)  So it was a big weekend of welcoming new freshmen onto the campus for their first year, and also welcoming our Alumni Board for their Alumni Board Retreat.  Which meant 4 days of up early and to bed late.  Everything in between included, but wasn't limited to, hauling large items across campus, taking down large tents, and lots and lots of set up/tear down.

Now I am the first one up in the morning, happy to get the coffee brewing for the rest of the world to wake up to, but come mid afternoon, early evening, my energy wains.  But I had to muster up a second wind somewhere, and I did. 4 days of this pace, to the girl who has lounged around all summer long, doing nothing on a time schedule, was a bit of a wake up call.  I found myself longing for a dark room and my bed at 9pm every night.

Its a sad day when you remember those college students you just welcomed on campus have all but started their evening while you crawl into your bed.  I'm pretty sure college days were the absolute  most fun days of my life, where I had little responsibility or awareness for all things adult.  As I laid in bed at 9:05pm, it made me a little sad those days were long gone for me.  My last thoughts for the day were how thankful I was to have had them, and that I didn't have to wear shower shoes in the shower every day and in all honesty, getting old isn't that bad.

Monday, August 11, 2014

Monday Top 10

One of my favorite coworkers/friends from my old corporate life is Jen.  We used to get each other through the workday with nonsense banter.  Now that I'm not exactly in the corporate world anymore, we do some catching up via email with the top 10.  This was a favorite of ours.  Its a great way to impart a plethora of information in the form of a list, which makes you keep it to a summary.  We still do the weekly top 10.  So today you get a taste of my weekly top 10.


  1. I dropped my phone in the bathtub yesterday.  I now have to answer it on speakerphone in order to hear anyone.  So if your calling me, you've been forewarned that our conversation is being shared with anyone in a 100ft radius of me.
  2. There was this terrible random strong wind over the weekend that completely lifted my entire patio table, umbrella, and umbrella stand off my patio.  My umbrella is now broken.  Now I can no longer have coffee/breakfast under my umbrella on my back porch.  Its a sad day…
  3. Black Raspberry Sparkling Ice, I heart you.
  4. I had crepes over the weekend, compliments of a good friend.  I've now had them 3 more times since she made them.  I'm going to make up crepe recipes all week long.  Look out family.  Its crepe week.
  5. I love the anticipation of the new school year starting.  There is just excitement in the air!  But I'm also not a teacher.  For a reason.  Good luck teachers!  You're the best!
  6. We really really want a dog at our house.  All of us, of course, except Andy.  But if anyone has a border collie puppy for sale, if I bring it home, I think we can convince him.
  7. I'm just waiting for Sept 1 to come around so I can bust out all my fall decor.  Its still 100+ degrees here but I'm sometimes one to buck the system.  When it comes to fall decor, I don't mess around.
  8. I need a good fiction book to read.  I want nothing trashy, or self help.  Just a good story.  Ideas?
  9. Coffee.  I need coffee.  All. Day. Long. Today.
  10. I'm stuck at 9.  Sometimes that happens.
Ok. Your turn.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

I'm Bloglovin


It amazes me how things can become addictive.  Smart phones, those sweet potato chips from Sam's Club, Sparkling Ice drinks in the flavor of black raspberry, BLOGS!  I used to be a real blog junkie.  I don't know how I found the time.  I had every blog I liked reading, bookmarked on my computer and I'd go to each one every day and click on all my bookmarks, searching for a new post.  Then I went back to work full-time, ran out of free time, and lost touch with all my blog friends.  But now I'm back!  And there is this new thing, of course.  I learned about it from my hair stylist.  Not only do I get a fabulous refresh of my hair, I get all kinds of really important information!

Its called Bloglovin  You create a profile, find all the blogs you like to follow and  when you log in, there are all the new blog posts from your favorite blogs right there for your easy reading pleasure.  No more clicking your 100 bookmarks!  I do believe it has revolutionized my life.  The Pioneer Woman, Mile Markers, Life at 7000 Feet, Tales from the Skymom, a few of my must reads, - all in one place.  And bonus....Just Finish Strong is there too!!  So follow me on Bloglovin!

Happy Bloglovin!

Saturday, August 2, 2014

The Garage Sale

Every year, I get this urge.  It comes over me, and I can't quit thinking about it until I take action.  I need to have a garage sale.  I mean, I get it in my head, and I have to make it happen.  I'm not a hoarder, thank goodness, I think I might be the opposite.  I'm quick to move something out of my house that I feel like has served its purpose.  But this can pose problems for me.  I think I once Good-willed a wedding gift from my husbands grandmother....I can't live that one down.  I don't usually have enough to have my own garage sale, due to this issue.

So when I get this urge, I usually rally the neighbors with a meeting in the street, "Hey, wanna have a garage sale?"  My neighbors usually oblige.  I sometimes rope in friend or two. We set the date, change it if the weather looks too hot, and then set a new one.  There is a meeting in the garage the night before where there is a lot of price analyzation going on.  Some think they're treasures worth more than we all know they will get paid.  Sometimes we're like "man I should have had more on that!" when it sells first thing in the morning.  Its all a game, I suppose.

Here is the thing about garage sales.  Now this is profound.  So get out your pen and paper.  I feel like this could be fortune cookie worthy.  Here we go.  Garage sales are people paying you to carry off your unwanted things.  Think about that.  People are paying you to do all the hauling away.  It is the American economy at its finest.

After 2 days of getting up early, hauling 4 families things out of my garage, displaying and redisplaying things, I'm usually completely over the garage sale.  It really is just 3 or 4 women, enjoying their early morning coffee together at the break of dawn, discussing life issues, and randomly telling our children to stop trying to purchase the things we want to get rid of.  I never profit more than dinner out for our family of 5.  And I'm tired and cranky when its all done.  But alas, I will get that urge, I can put my garage sale profits on it.  I'll get that urge again next year.