A Funny Thing Happened...

I think I love running again, best of all it happened on National Running Day. B and I met the MRTT ladies for a kids and moms run in honor of the day. After the obligatory pictures of the group we were off, B made friends with one of the other kids and they were off. I waddled behind doing my intervals but it just felt so fantastic to be out there with a group and have a few people to actually run with. Maybe it was the group, and the camaraderie, or maybe because I came back from my recent trip to Toronto with a new found motivation, whatever it was, it was awesome to run/waddle. IT WAS SO MUCH FUN! It's going to be a weekly thing, at least over the summer, every Wednesday night we'll be meeting up for a group run with the kiddos, so there are no excuses for not getting it done.

Alright, so Toronto.... it was great to see my family and a friend who I hadn't seen in a LONG time but it was an awful trip at the same time, I'll explain in just a second. You know sometimes life is sending you all kinds of signs to get your sh*t together, and you only half listen/pay attention, so you get another sign, and yet you still don't listen so then life gives you a swift kick in the ass in the hopes that you finally freaking get it together. I've written about all of these signs before, all year in fact, if you go back and look at all of my posts this year, you can see them all. It's been sign after sign but being stupid and lazy is much easier than getting my mess together, so I sort of pretended to get it all together, and sometimes made some half assed efforts to get it together. See, half assing it was not going to cut it, and life wanted to make sure that I knew it. So, here's the story... B and I were heading to Toronto to see my family for a week when it happened. The airline had us seated apart from one another, which wouldn't be an issue if she wasn't only eight years old. Long story short, we managed to get seats together right before we boarded the plane, again, normally not a problem, except I needed a seat where the middle armrest can be raised to accommodate my ample behind and we did not get those seats. So, I had to sit in an awkward, sideways, really embarrassing and uncomfortable position. Of course, this did not go unnoticed, the flight attendant came over and made a HUGE scene, and all I wanted to do at that particular moment was to crawl in a hole and hide from the staring eyes. I talked to the flight attendant and we were on our way. I escorted B to the restroom during the flight and as I walked by two passengers started talking about me, and the whole seat thing. I proceeded to tell them that I could hear them, and that perhaps they should speak in quieter voices or mind their own business. I WAS MORTIFIED! The thing is, that this wasn't enough, my bag never made it to Toronto, so I had to go buy some clothes so that I'd have something while I waited for the airline to get my bags to me. Going clothes shopping was the final nail in the coffin, I am so unhappy with what I have done to my body...completely unacceptable. The whole thing just SUCKED, I mean really and truly sucked! What's worse, the reason for the trip was to get away for a little while and have a little break from the insanity that was May (that's for another blog post). So life's finally managed to tell me that that there's been enough bullsh*t and messing around, it's time to get really and truly serious about my health.

LAX Mom...because I enjoy being Captain Crazy Pants!

So, in case you missed it, B is playing lacrosse and it has sort of taken over our life but in a good way. I even manage to squeeze in some miles during practice. Who knew that B would finally find a sport where she would dominate and kick some serious behind?! This upcoming weekend is the culmination of the spring season, she has a tournament and it's her first time experiencing tournament play. I know she'll be fine but someone is going to have to have some sedatives for me, I have some special mom moments when her team is playing. The only thing that tempers the crazy is having the camera in my hand. Saw this and thought it was appropriate....

Look at B in beast mode, she is like a brick wall when it comes to defense. 

Well, that was terrifying...

I battled with talking about this here, but I think that being open and honest is what this whole blogging thing is about. First things first, I want to let you all know that I am ok and I am not dying, I have seen a doctor and have been checked out. On Saturday, I thought I was dying or at least having a heart attack. Yes, you read that right, I thought that I was having a heart attack. Let me break it down for you, I had my finals last week, and had been wound pretty tight all week, and it really wore me down physically. I thought that come Friday after the exams were finished that I could finally breath a sigh of relief and relax for a bit before my May and summer classes start. Saturday morning B had an away lacrosse game and we were running a bit behind schedule and had some hiccups that morning, then on the way, there was an accident on the road and the road was blocked for a bit as tow truck was taking one of the cars off the road. This irrationally brought me to tears, I just couldn't bare being late and I think that the stress building up in the days leading up all just came to a head on Saturday. On the road, I started feeling feeling a tightness in my chest that was very alarming, then I started freaking out and I thought I was having a heart attack or something. We got to the lacrosse fields and I calmed down and started feeling better, but needless to say the feeling gave me a HORRIBLE FRIGHT. When we got home, I took and aspirin and started doing some research. Dr. Google and I aren't friends, because all it did was scare me and ramp me up all over again. I didn't have the same feeling but my mind was racing. Come Sunday, I was feeling fine but of course this is still lingering in my head. When I went to the grocery store I once again freaked myself out, and I am not even sure what triggered the feeling.

First thing Monday morning, I was on the phone with my doctor's office making an appointment. I saw my doctor and told her what happened. She examined me and told me that I wasn't having a heart attack, and that what I was experiencing was a panic attack and some complications of my asthma brought on by it. She did recommend a heart scan thing if I was really that worried about my heart, which I agreed to and scheduled, but she said she thinks it will be more to put my mind at ease. It's not covered by insurance but I am going to pay for it just so I can have the peace of mind. So, I'm not dying, but my asthma is really bothering so I am on a new inhaler and another treatment. I am also now to keep track of any times when I have these panicky feelings.

I also went to Weight Watchers yesterday, and was down 2.5 after an abysmal showing the few weeks in that I didn't go to meetings and generally wasn't being more awesome. More importantly and embarrassingly,  the meeting yesterday brought me to tears. I am not sure what exactly it was about the meeting, but I was a mess. I was welling up in the meeting, then had a good cry in the car afterwards. I guess that I feel a renewed sense of purpose and a renewed motivation to be more awesome and less fat and unhealthy.

Holy smokes that was a lot to type, I am not even going to proofread it so I apologize to the grammar police.

Running For Boston

Yesterday morning, I ran with another member of my local Moms Run This Town chapter. We ran in honor of the victims of the horrendous events that occurred at the Boston Marathon on Monday. I put aside my anxieties about running with other people and put aside my anxieties about my pace and focused on honoring those affected by the tragic events. It wasn't about me, it wasn't about yesterday morning's running partner, it was about honoring, remembering and not letting the evil, mean hearted, person or people responsible win. There not much else to say other than my thoughts and prayers are with Boston and those affected.

The Color Run Race Report 3/6/13 (A photo report)

First and foremost, there was no racing in this one. It was purely for very colorful fun with B and my mom, yup, my mom was visiting and joined in for the fun. We got to Atlanta Motor Speedway, we were ready to go, we even snuck into an earlier wave so we could get going. I know, I know, don't judge.

We got going, but there would be no running, we would have been killing ourselves zig zagging because of the shear number of people but this one was about having fun and not killing ourselves. I was surprised at how non irritating the color powder was, I guess I was expecting something a little more harsh. The other thing was that some of the color throwers were awesome, they weren't shy about dousing you with the stuff, others you had to practically beg to have them throw it at you. We wanted finish as dirty and colorful as possible. 

We chatted, laughed, danced all the way to the finish.

We waited around to be part of one of the color throws that happened every 15 minutes, and B decided to throw her packet of blue right in my face, I looked like a smurf. It was all just so much fun! We'll be doing it again in September and B has now told me that she wants to do the Electric Run too.

Don't Eat Everything In Sight, Don't Eat Everything in Sight

My mantra this evening. I am so hungry tonight, I just want to eat absolutely everything. This girl's got some serious issues tonight, and I am sitting here dreaming of jelly beans. Have you guys ever had the starburst fave reds jelly beans?! Oh they are so tasty and very crack-tacular. See y'all...problems!

Have you ever just felt like you had to eat everything ever made? It's been a while since I've felt this crazy pants. On a good note, I don't have anything super crazy here to eat so rest assured that I am not stuffing my face with cupcakes and twizzlers.

Did I tell you all that I took RIPPED class on Tuesday? What an awesome class! It might be a new favorite, it has a little bit of everything and it really is for everyone. It kicked my behind but in the best way ever. I skipped my 30 Day Shred on Tuesday because between taking the class and teaching Zumba, I was spent and I just didn't have 20 more minutes in me. I did manage to get it done yesterday and again today, I decided during the workout that it is time to move up to the next workout because workout 1 is getting boring. It's still challenging, but just boring, I am so easily distracted. Oh yeah, I did manage to fit in a run on Wednesday and it was faster than I had been able to do in a LONG time.



Alright boys and girls, it's time for me to go to bed and dream of all the delicious things.

Ain't Nobody Got Time For That

After Saturday's run, my shins were yelling at me like I mentioned before. Can I just say one thing about that?! (Well, yes I can this is my blog after all) AIN'T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR THAT! Have I mentioned that I love Sweet Brown?



I don't have time for down time! It's driving me crazy having to rest the shins and having to get creative with the workouts. I did the 30 Day Shred tonight but I had to just get creative with the cardio parts to avoid the jumping and strain on the legs. I just want them to stop being sore so I can get back to it.

Oh yeah, I weighed in today and I'm down 1.8 pounds! Woot woot! We're making progress, and I just have to keep reminding myself that I didn't get to be this size overnight and getting the weight off isn't going to be an overnight affair.